Remus handed the man a fistful of money. "I'll take her off your hands," he said. He turned to the girl behind the bars as the shopkeeper went to put the cash in the till. "Look, I can answer your questions. However, now is neither the time nor the place. Once I've taken you back to my residence, and you've cleaned up, I will explain." His tone was calm, betraying no emotion, like someone almost afraid to tell bad news.