"Trying to figure out whether I should be awfully worried about the current events or not." Remus gives Snape a lengthy glance from the corner of his eye, neither particularly pleased, nor irritated by his presence.

He isn't even in his robes, but dressed in a pair of worn out corduroys and a sweater with leather patches around his elbows. He obviously hadn't expected to be dragged into Hogwarts by some magical means that he couldn't recognise. If that isn't disconcerting, he probably should assume he managed to die on the way.

"Have you any insight on this, Severus?" he asks mildly, all but happy to slink to the shadows by the walls while Snape gathers most of the curious gazes from people passing them by.