Against all instincts, Remus had settled himself on the living room couch. He had done so in an attempt to curve his exhaustion, fearing that, had he allowed himself to sleep in bed, he would have risked sleeping the night through. And maybe, Remus hadn't felt like shutting another door on Sirius.<br/>Any effort to manage his sleep, however, soon proved to have been fruitless. Remus stirred awake at the sound of a door closing, and judging by the darkness of the room, Remus had lost any and all sense of time. He shuddered an exhale, tipping over onto his back as he stretched.<br/>The couch had made for a comfortable sleep, but it barely served to contain Remus outstretched length, no longer balled up on his side. Remus' wrists draped over the armrest as he stretched his shoulders, pressing them into the couch with a sigh.<br/>Finally regaining a sense of reality, Remus came to understand that the sound of the door closing had marked an arrival rather than a departure. Not knowing what time it was made it hard for Remus to judge whether that was Sirius or James puttering about at the entryway. Thoughtlessly, Remus tipped his head to better his view of the hallway, eyes still barely opened.<br/>The answer soon came, in time with how Remus relaxed his muscles. The sight of Sirius appearing made Remus' heart do a flip, the fuzzy exhaustion still too prevalent for him to offer a reaction beyond<span style="font-style: italic">excitement</span>.<br/>"Hey," Remus croaked, his voice having gone dry with sleep.<br/>His right hand had found his left side, rubbing through the sweater at there his undershirt had dug into his ribs. The skin was tender, even through the layers of clothing, Remus could trace the horizontal line that had marked its pinched point.<br/>Not wanting to linger at the reprecausions, Remus let out another sighed yawn, both hands finding this face. Pressing the balls of his hands against his eyes, Remus attempted to bring the world into clarity.<br/>"Where'd you go?" he asked as his hands fell from his face, forcing himself to scoot better upright.