Dinner had gone by without any issue, Draco seeming better at ease. Between the three of them they had almost finished a bottle of wine, but adding the toddy Draco had had, Sirius was not unaware of the fact that that might have helped dissolved the tension otherwise in Draco’s shoulders.<br/>Sirius had tucked one foot beneath himself, sitting comfortably on his chair after having finished his plate. As he slouched, he had instinctively turned slightly towards Remus on the adjacent seat, and was now sat sufficiently turned that he could hold his head up by resting his elbow on the backrest of his chair.<br/>His eyes were attentively on his husband, an easy smile to his lips. "So what're you saying? Did you like teaching in Oxford better than here?"