Remus hadn't expected company, but as he turned to place the voice, he reminded himself that that was to be expected when you shared a space. The voice turned out to belong to one of the most beautiful men Remus had ever seen in person, and though Remus was genuinely taken aback by it, the man had caught him in an emotional moment that his damp eyes seemed to disguise most part of his surprise.<br/>"Remus," he offered, not wanting to acknowledge his own emotional state. He was worn thin between school and work, but it wasn't something he wished to address immediately.<br/>"Don't worry about it, Sirius," he dismissed the half offer to shake his hand, as Remus himself shrugged to indicate that his hands were just as occupied. Hearing himself sound dull, he cleared his voice as he attempted again, with as much interest he could muster: "You're a friend of James?"