The soft touch of Remus’ hand on on his served to anchor Sirius back in their relation. He still had absolutely no idea what any of this was supposed to mean for the two of them, or if it even was supposed to mean anything at all. However, he also didn’t want Remus to ever stop touching him, even if the uncertainty was almost making him sick to his stomach.<br/>“Yeah?” He asked in a soft voice, more than anything surprised that that Remus still wanted to be around him. It seemed overwhelming that the comment and the sudden attention to what they were doing hadn’t deterred Remus more than that, and Sirius really wanted to do anything within his power to keep Remus around as long as humanly possible.<br/>“What’s your poison? I’ll go get a refill as well,” he said, trying to gain a little confidence in his voice, even if it was probably painfully obvious just how insecure he was feeling about this entire ordeal.