There really wasn't anything that could have prepared Remus for the sound of Sirius saying his name, finally. It sent a thrill down his spine, immediately wishing Sirius would repeat himself. He had often dreamed of Sirius, reliving his childhood in his sleep, but Remus had never been able to picture how his name sounded in Sirius' voice. Now, Sirius had so easily gifted him that missing piece, and Remus didn't think he had ever liked the sound his own name more.<br/>"She's not my girlfriend," he stated, completely unrelated to the point Sirius was making in the first place. It wouldn't even have been worth correcting if it wasn't Sirius, but Remus so desperately needed Sirius to know that Miriam was nothing but a friend.<br/>His smile widened with a delay, enamored by the almost crass interest Sirius had taken to him. "I'll let her know, though."