Remus raised his eyebrows in a consideration, glancing how as he finally finished his trail of thought, finally pushing the lighter out of his hand and into Sirius' pocket. In all honestly, Remus hadn't had anything particular in mind while speaking, finding it hard enough to have any foresight when drunk.<br/>"Me, I guess," he just said, the tone of his voice transparently expressing that he had only in that moment come to that conclusion.<br/>At that, his eyes once again met Sirius', momentarily darting off to glance at the cigarette. "Or you, depending on how you phrase the question."