Remus didn't seem bothered by the smoke in the slightest; he just blinked as it brushed again his cheeks and lashes. He had, however, found that he had held his breath, making his grin come accompanied by a chuckled, awkward exhale.<br/>"Yeah, some rebellion," he agreed, humored by the tease.<br/>He once again put his hand in his pocket, shifting his weight from one leg to another. Remus' pupils were blown looking at Sirius, with the poor lighting of the street being the less fitting explanation among those possible. An easy, interested smile lingered on his lips. "Staying out late."