"Isn't that tiring?" Remus asked glancing over at Sirius, wanting to play along with the joke - Sirius did, in fact give far much more kindness than he allowed himself to receive; but, getting that phrased in a way that wasn't a tease felt almost impossible.<br/>Remus turned his attention to the cooking at hand, stepping slightly off to one wall in search for two pans, both of which were hanging on a rack on the wall. Initially, Remus gripped them with his dominant right hand, but immediately shuddered upon attempting to raise it far enough it lift it off its hook. Not wanting to address the flash of pain, Remus quickly gripped them with his left hand, placing them on the stove top one at a time.<br/>"Having to be so nice to people all the time?" Remus continued, cutting open the bag of vegetables and depositing its content on the larger pan. "Especially when, among others, said people is James?"<br/>He turned slightly to once again looking at Sirius, and while the grin remained on his features, there was an unmistakable plead for the other not to comment on his pain.