Remus turned slightly, making way in the door frame as Sirius passed him. He would have argued against the gesture even before Sirius left the room, but he found himself momentarily taken aback by a single speck of oil on Sirius' neck; when the other revealed his oily hands, Remus concluded that the distracting spot must have appeared by something as arbitrary as Sirius scratching his neck.<br/>"No need," Remus called, unnecessarily late. Sirius had already disappeared into the bathroom. "I've found it on the side of the road; There's most certainly worse things on it that some motor oil."