At that, Remus' expression finally faltered. After weeks of doing a good job of pretending they had never gone drinking, Remus' expression only now confirmed that the kiss hadn't been lost in a drunken haze. For a moment, he seemed more than anything uncomfortable, anxious that Sirius would go on.<br/>"That can't be much," Remus instead countered a bit too sourly, wanting to cut Sirius off from any possible addition. He accepted the wine, and also the possibility that he might have to move flat if Sirius was under the belief that he had<span style="font-style: italic">accidentally</span>found out Remus liked blokes.<br/>Remus was already turning towards the kitchen door as he continued. "Cheers for this, though." He raised the bottle but didn't meet Sirius' eye as he did.