[Remus smiles at the - quite frankly a little odd-looking - girl and hooks his thumbs over his pockets, swaying back gently on his heels. He is no more unaware of the potential dangers here than he suspects she is, but also in full knowledge that the thestrals will warn them of any problems long before they become aware of them.
He pulls a plastic bag out of his pocket, and offers the nearest thestral a chunk of uncooked meat. When it takes it, drawing close enough for him to touch, he rubs his free hand gently up the skeletal nose.]
You can see them, too. [She's very young, but it isn't unheard of.] I'm sorry about that.
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[Remus smiles at the - quite frankly a little odd-looking - girl and hooks his thumbs over his pockets, swaying back gently on his heels. He is no more unaware of the potential dangers here than he suspects she is, but also in full knowledge that the thestrals will warn them of any problems long before they become aware of them.
He pulls a plastic bag out of his pocket, and offers the nearest thestral a chunk of uncooked meat. When it takes it, drawing close enough for him to touch, he rubs his free hand gently up the skeletal nose.]
You can see them, too. [She's very young, but it isn't unheard of.] I'm sorry about that.