Remus had no intention in engaging in any real conversation with Black, but when the other stuttered a clumsy reply to a straightforward question, Remus’ interest peaked.<br/>Eyes otherwise occupied by the task of unlocking the door, Remus glanced back at Black, a thin line between his brows with a genuine sense of confusion.<br/>“Yeah?” he pressed, almost a laugh in the airiness of his voice. His gaze flickered back onto the lock, dissipating some of the tension of his question. The addition was spoken with a grin, finding that it came easier when he wasn’t directly looking at Black. “Should I not wait up, then?”