[Alfie does turn out to be imposing when he approaches from out of the depths of the warehouse; it is clear that he is the man in charge of this place even before he opens his mouth. He's not taller than Remus, as far as he can tell, but his black hat does add a few centimeters to his height - and more than that, he is broad. Wide shoulders, thick hands, and a hint of gravity to his stride, as if he has gotten into the habit of moving with care so as not to break anything delicate. He looks like a man who you would very much not want to face in a fight, with or without magic. Luckily, Remus thinks, he's not about to do anything to earn Alfie Solomon's ire. He gives a small nod.]
Yes, I hope to be.
[Remus keeps his expression just on the friendly side of neutral as he answers; he does not give his inner feelings away to anyone easily, least of all to strangers with clever gazes. He maintains eye-contact and does not fidget under the too-long stare, hands held loosely at his sides and very clearly empty.]
Before I start, may I ask you a few questions about the incidents?
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Yes, I hope to be.
[Remus keeps his expression just on the friendly side of neutral as he answers; he does not give his inner feelings away to anyone easily, least of all to strangers with clever gazes. He maintains eye-contact and does not fidget under the too-long stare, hands held loosely at his sides and very clearly empty.]
Before I start, may I ask you a few questions about the incidents?