Remus heart was breaking. It was hard to tell whether it was Sirius' words or the sight of Sirius' hand first reaching out for him, and then immediately regret it that finally tipped Remus over the edge. Having otherwise convinced himself that he didn't need the comfort of Sirius touch to say his goodbyes, Remus met Sirius' gesture half way.<br/>Catching Sirius' wrist before it one again was fully out of reach, Remus heart sank at the ralisation that Sirius no longer felt like he could touch Remus. Feeling his eyes go glassy, Remus' fingers wandered from Sirius' wrist to his palm, interviewning themselves with Sirius'.<br/>"I know," he said, voice low and jagged, fearing it might break. His eyes had dipped to their hands, unable to meet Sirius' eyes without crying.<br/>The possibility of having the last thing he'd say to Sirius be a promise he could not keep made a knot form in the back of his throat. Instead, he said the only truth he was certain of. "I'm here, I'm yours."