[Remus is having a damn hard time concentrating on the conversation at hand right now; mainly because he's concentrating very hard on not having a response to all this talk. It's not that the topic is even explicitly sexual, but to an academic mind like Remus's, well, it's certainly enough.]

I, ah. I knew that, actually. [Remus chuckles.] Werewolf. But I suppose I didn't consider it might be the same case now.

[He swallows down his trepidation, and then:]

And...newts...?