Sirius turned his head so that his cheek rested against Remus’ shoulder, eyes closing in the caress.<br/>“I’m fine,” he said, and all things considered, that was the truth. It mercifully didn’t pick up old scabs, Sirius’ hurt long ago healed and scarred over. Sirius just felt exhausted, Draco’s story striking too close to home for it not to be.<br/>Sirius shifted again, the tightness of the embrace easing to increase his mobility. He ran his fingers through the curls at the nape of Remus’ neck, watching them spring back once his hand had carded through them. “I’m just disappointed that he’s going through that. I don’t think he has anybody else to turn to.”