[Ron has no idea what phase of the moon it is, and it's been a few years since he saw the cycles of Remus' health; it's not like he made the connection back then, and it takes a minute, now. He shifts uncomfortably, eyes flicking around as if to reassure himself that no one's trying to listen in.]

It's Ron. Er, Ron Weasley. I'm...Merlin I don't know how to explain it, this whole thing is...

[He trails off and shakes his head.] I know you, where I'm from. You're usually old, though. Older, I mean. [Excellent save.]