And you had someone mercilessly beating on you at the age of five, did you?

[It's few moments before Remus can manage to breathe without feeling like a knife is in his side. When he finally manages, he draws himself up again. He's not a quitter, despite how incredibly weak he appears -- and feels, to be perfectly honest.]

Do you think you could ease me into it? [Not that he's expecting Crown to concede...] Or at the very least, not hobble me.