Remus huffed at that, finding Sirius' read of the room almost insulting. There was nothing further from Remus mind than asking Sirius to leave; he was, in fact keeping his hands busy with the sole purpose of keeping them from reaching out for him.<br/>"Don't be stupid." Somewhere in his brain his thought got expressed unnecessarily harsh. He had wanted to tell Sirius he never wanted to be apart from him again. Instead, it came out an indifferent, "take off your coat."<br/>Sirius question made Remus chew at the inside of his cheek, surprised that that was the conversation he had chosen for them to have. Uncertain what that meant for them, Remus felt his heart sink<br/>"Galloway," he answered, not having gotten any order more specific than the national park. "Tomorrow morning."<br/>Remus had until then still been avoiding Sirius' eye but finding that he had run out of clothes to distract himself with, he finally looked up at Sirius. He however, found it hard to maintain eye contact with Sirius while speaking, so he turned to toss his wand in the armchair in the corner of his room. "Going to try to talk some sense into a pack of werewolves."