Despite any attempts to speak off-handedly, Remus realised, in the pause of Sirius’ reply, just how out of his depth he felt. It almost felt alarming, the way Sirius’ voice had tightened, and for a moment, Remus thought he might have severely misjudged their friendship.<br/>Turning to properly look at Sirius, there was a brief flash of unease, before the sight of Sirius’ reddened cheeks hit Remus at full force.<br/>A smile upturned the corners of his lips, mouth slightly agape in a humoured but surprised sort of silence, as he slowly came to realise that Sirius’ mind had wandered to an entirely different place; that he was, in fact, picturing him starkers.<br/>The surprise came to a cusp into a laugh, loud and earnest.<br/>It was a relief, the tension in his shoulders dissipating, any worries lost to the awkwardness of Sirius’ blush; suddenly, it all felt so trivial, and Remus had a difficult time not to relish in it.<br/>“No, it’s a fair question,” Remus grinned, more of a tease than a genuine reassurance.