In that moment, Remus had fully come to terms with the fact that this was the most comfortable he was going to be in a while. Leaning some of his weight against Sirius like this managed to relief the pressure on his joints in a way that he wouldn't allow himself by laying down for a while.<br/>Remus exhaled a hum against Sirius' cheek, briefly and, more than anything, following the soft grace of the other's lips as a thoughtless instinct. Wanting to keep the momentum going, Remus wrapped his arms around Sirius' neck, stretching and intertwining his fingers as to attempt to crack his sore knuckles.<br/>"I feel like shit," Remus eventually exhaled. His tone of voice was soft and soothed, appearing as a stark contrast to the harsh reality of his words. There were still a few days until the full moon but Remus had rarely felt this horrible. The pain and soreness had accumulated gradually over the course of the last week, and now it had gotten to a point were Remus struggled to breathe because his muscles were too tense for him to take in a deep breath; and there were still two days to go.<br/>Never the less, Remus had, at some point during the embrace, closed his eyes. He sounded almost as was he drifting asleep, and the uncharacteristic honesty of his words gave the impression that he was talking in his sleep. "It's so much worse now than it was at Hogwarts."