Every muscle in Remus' body tensed, revulsion rising in the back of his throat when the other wizard laid his hands on him. H met Warwick's stare with a cold, steely gaze, fighting back any other reaction. He could take whatever pain they threw at him.It would be nothing compared to his transformations. Compared to the cracking and breaking of his bones once a month, the shrinking of his organs and the blood-curling scream-ripping agony of the change that took over him.

At least, he assumed it would be.

Then, he had never had to deal with the unforgivable curses before.

He did his best to smile back, thin and as bored as he could manage it.

"Why, are you planning on tickling me to death? Or is your wand hand as clumsy as the other."