[Remus frantically takes in the state of her, although she doesn't seem to be injured, and as far as he knows, he doesn't remember getting out and attacking her the night before. It's hard to keep things straight, even with the potion, and it's hard not to jump to conclusions, waking up after the full to screaming like that. He's gripping the bars hard with one hand, the blanket tightly around himself with the other as he waits for her to acknowledge him, waits for her to let him out so that he can drag himself forward and out and towards her.]
Hermione... You were screaming. I thought... [He shakes his head, ruefully.] Are you alright?
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Hermione... You were screaming. I thought... [He shakes his head, ruefully.] Are you alright?