[ whatever their reason is, they certainly sound confident in it. He thinks that, usually, they'd be more uncertain about something if he sounded so clearly disapproving. Lupin doesn't find this terribly comforting. Lips in a tight line, he gently and cautiously guides them to the nearest couch, coaxing them to sit down; even afterwards, he doesn't let go of their hand, instead crouching down in front of them to get closer to eye level. Cairngorm almost definitely can't see him, but he finds himself doing it anyway, instinctively wanting to comfort.
Especially because he's never seen them in such a bad state. They look scared, and the expression's not a familiar one on their face. Yes, he wants to comfort them - if they'll even let him in. It's just as clear that he's not bringing them any comfort right now, which only unsettles him further. ]
You had to...? [ murmured, more bewildered than skeptical. ] ... Is it something you can't tell me about?
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Especially because he's never seen them in such a bad state. They look scared, and the expression's not a familiar one on their face. Yes, he wants to comfort them - if they'll even let him in. It's just as clear that he's not bringing them any comfort right now, which only unsettles him further. ]
You had to...? [ murmured, more bewildered than skeptical. ] ... Is it something you can't tell me about?