[He's still flailing, but another moment or two has Remus flopping onto his side, breathing hard. His hooves waggle feebly on the ends of his feet, and then he gives up altogether.
Looking—dare I say it—sheepish, Remus looks up at the older man and seems to realize for the first time that he is very much not all the way human.]
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[He's still flailing, but another moment or two has Remus flopping onto his side, breathing hard. His hooves waggle feebly on the ends of his feet, and then he gives up altogether.
Looking—dare I say it—sheepish, Remus looks up at the older man and seems to realize for the first time that he is very much not all the way human.]
Oh, gosh. You're—a newt? Do newts come in pink?