[He looks down at Remus with cool authority, surveying him--but all of that is a lie, a persona he's slipped on, becuase beneath that he's eager as anything to get at Remus, he'd fall on him right now if it wouldn't ruin the game.

Instead, he tugs at his shirt, pulling it over his head, carelessly, and dropping it on the floor.]

I like you there as well. The table, the wall-- the library-- outside, anywhere, I like you anywhere I can get you. Better get yourself ready, y'know, I've already had time. You took care of that.