[Remus pulls back to try and look her in the eye, search for what might be wrong, and see if it's on her face. He adjusts the blanket around himself slightly - grateful that it's as large, soft, and warm as it is, tucking it into some semblance of a toga of sorts, before leaning forward to take her into his arms once more.]
Please, Hermione. I'd like to help you, if I can... [Please let him know what's wrong, what's happening, so that he can try and help fix it.]
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Please, Hermione. I'd like to help you, if I can... [Please let him know what's wrong, what's happening, so that he can try and help fix it.]