During the battle and the trial, he hadn’t given the man that much attention but as he stood in the space in front of him, he would be remiss not to admit that he looked... good. He was dressed impeccably as ever in slacks, dragonhide shoes, a pressed button down, and had surprisingly forgone any robes which was out of norm for a pureblood. He couldn’t stop himself from giving the man a once over, he’d definitely filled out and possibly stood even taller than Remus these days.