[ he laughs a little as gwen continues to gnaw on remus' sock, pulling it back under the table with her. ]

Isn't she? [ and then he's just going to go and sit down on the floor now, reaching in to tug at the sock. gwen is not pleased but plays along anyway. ] And she's light, too. She should be flying around soon but she's still got to get a handle on her wings.

[ cue growling from under the table. ]