Of many possible things they could talk about, this wasn’t one Remus had expected. It was almost violent the way it caught Remus’ attention, forcing his mind to a halt.<br/>Once again looking over his shoulder at Sirius with an unsteady gaze, Remus’ eyes skimmed across Sirius’ expression, trying to get a read of the conversation that lay ahead. While Remus might have expected a look of regret, Sirius simply stood in front of him flushed and - well,<span style="font-style: italic">nervous</span>. It made something within Remus flip, and he realized the feeling he felt was anticipation.<br/>Straightening his posture, Remus swiveled on his chair, turning as far away from his desk as the narrow angle allowed him.<br/>“Yeah?” he prompted, finding himself unable to stop a smile from pulling at the corners of his mouth as he spoke, a little too interested in what Sirius might have to say to really be able to contain it.