The disdain isn't anything new, is it? Remus is hardly cut by these comments. Had he expected something else? No, he hadn't. The way Severus sees him is pretty much the same way the rest of the world sees him. It's not like Remus isn't used to it.

Does he think it's fair? Does he like it? It doesn't matter in the end, it is what it is. Once a month he's a beast, he's learned to live with it.

"Please," he murmurs, amusement obvious in his tone of voice. "Don't strain yourself. I'm properly wounded, I assure you." His smile is an insistent thing. "Until then, Severus."