There was something so simple in the way that Remus made room for Sirius on the couch, making it so very clear that they were about to actually eat dinner together. It probably wasn’t that big of a deal, Sirius had eaten dinner with James several times in the past after all, and that had never been a big deal; however it felt so much different when it was with Remus and Sirius was still trying to calm down enough to actually think clearly about it all.<br/>“A bit past seven, I think,” Sirius answered, having not looked at the clock for a while, but he knew what time it had been when he had left the flat to go get their food. He sat down on the couch next to Remus, shrugging off his jacket and throwing it on the floor next to the couch before he unpacked the boxes and chopsticks on the table in front of them.<br/>“Slept well?” He asked, wanting to make some kind of conversation such that he wouldn’t have to think too much about what to expect from the evening.