The absurdity of the conversation made Remus grin, the laugh cracking over into an inhale the moment Sirius took his hand. Completely willingly, Remus returned the gentle pressure, trying his very best to ignore how electric the touch felt. While it wasn't uncommon for them to be touchy in a similar way, reality always seemed slightly disstodred the morning after the moon.<br/>"We're not gonna do anything," Remus exhaled, smiling as he moved their intertwined hands closer to Sirius. With his hand still in Sirius', Remus brushed his knuckles against Sirius' waist. "You're officially been exempted from the role of babysitter, and I'm gonna cook breakfast for dinner."<br/>A brief moment after saying that Remus remained close to Sirius, before letting go out their hands. Urging Sirius to stay at the kitchen table, Remus took a step backwards into the kitchenette. At that, his smile once again widened. "Pads, I'm begging you to let me return the favour."