[Remus listens to Teddy attentively, the small crease between his brows speaking to his intense concentration as he takes in all that she has to say. Does he consider himself a man? Well, that's a whole conversation all on its own; but, does he feel right in his body? That's not a question that he's ever thought to consider before. He hasn't felt wrong, at any rate, with the obvious exception of those times when the creature inside him sees fit to quite literally rip its way out of his skin.]

I suppose I've never really thought about it. [It's the truth, though now that Teddy has presented him with the new concept, Remus seems to accept it easily enough.] That must be nice, being able to choose. Being whatever you feel like, when you feel like it. I didn't know metamophmagi could change themselves to that extent.

[He follows her along until they reach the office, shoving his hands into the pockets of his robes once they reach the door and giving her another once-over – his look one of thoughtful consideration this time.]

So how do you know you'll be a man later if you're a woman now?