Sirius sends him a questioning look that Remus ignores. "Yes I have, Headmaster, and thank you very much. I have been considering it, especially since it seems I will be staying in Britain for the foreseeable future." Until they’ve found Harry, at the very least, and who knows how long that will take? "I spoke with Elphias Doge yesterday, actually, as he’s a lecturer in the department I’m interested in. He said some exciting things, I will admit, but I am still apprehensive. Keeping my secret was difficult enough at Hogwarts; I’m sure it will be harder when all my peers are as smart as those who found me out." Remus feels as though a puppet, speaking someone else’s words. What is he talking about, school and studying? Those were dreams of a boy who died more than five years ago; those are dreams of men who aren’t monsters.