Unable not to take note of the almost pliant acceptance of Sirius’ replies, Remus paused to look at him, a soft smile still pulling at his lips. It was enough for him to question whether Sirius dared to reply out of self interest, or if he was simply and uncritically letting Remus shape the tail end of their interaction.<br/>Eventually taking comfort in the smile he saw mirrored on Sirius’ lips, Remus swatted at Sirius’ knee, a boyish little gesture to encourage him onwards. With it, Remus retrieved his hand, taking a step towards their bathroom. “Come on, then. We’re gonna catch a cold.”