The offer effectively cut through Remus’ air of distant politeness, making his expression waver for a genuine look of surprise flashing across his eyes; his gaze darted to Sirius as though searching for confirmation. Sirius had mentioned the conference in passing, but every conversation they had had over the past few weeks felt dull in Remus’ consciousness, lost between greater impressions.<br/>“I’d be honoured, sir,” he eventually replied when his attention returned to Mulligan, the words spilling out of him as though stuck, but the way he shifted his stance spoke of a subtle, wound-up-thigh excitement. “My, uh - I’m not very proficient in French.”