The almost practical formality of Sirius' words made Remus grin, deeply entertained. In another context, he would have answered, returned the formality with a more crude tease; Sirius' addition however, effectively cut him off from making any joke.<br/>The good-humoured smile remained, barely faltering under the intimacy of the question. It wasn't that Remus had come to expect it; more likely, he couldn't answer<span style="font-style: italic">yes</span>fast enough.<br/>"Yeah," he responded, too easily and too willingly, yet refrained from reaching out for Sirius.<br/>However much his hand itched to reach out for Sirius, meeting the kiss in an embrace, Remus refrained. The suppression of that instinct sent his pulse skyrocketing, manifesting itself as a twitch in the corner of his mouth, tugging it upwards in a shamelessly giddy smile.