Though Remus might have fished for that compliment, it still took him aback, bringing a juvenile little smile to his lips. Nowadays finding that his own sense of value and self were tied up in his work, Remus was well aware of the particular nerve academic praise struck within him.<br/>He was, however, a little shaken by the weight the praise carried, even when it was Sirius who offered it, finding that it translated to a lopsided smile on his lips.<br/>“You can just say I’m brilliant,” he teased, though the laugh otherwise in his voice sounded a little shaken, nervous.<br/>The shy little smile on his lips was quickly obscured by his hand and the spliff, and Remus was suddenly struck by the amount of academic reverence he held Sirius in. He took another drag, looking at the other with a muddled and intoxicated look of affection.