"Dinner would be nice," Remus said, nodding. Chocolate was a cure for almost everything. Of course it was helping with Merlin's headache. "Especially if you stay where you are and don't move around too much. You need to rest."
He smiled. "I'm a werewolf. We're not known for being picky about what we eat. I'm fine with whatever you'd like. You're the one who's recovering for torture." Merlin was nothing like Sirius and Regulus, but they were Remus's only real experience with normal people. "Fish and chips, maybe? Grease is good comfort food."
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