There was something deeply comforting about hearing Sirius speak in present tense. Moony knew with certainty that he had been the only one visiting the hunting post for the last several months, and yet he felt no real sense of entitlement to it; it was still, just as much Sirius' as it was his.<br/>It took him a few moments to finally join Sirius, seating himself by his side. Resting his heel onto the lip of the platform, Moony pulled his knee to his chest. It helped distinguish the space between them, Moony having a greater area of contact with himself than with the few inches of his hip that brushed against Sirius.<br/>"I do, too," he finally replied, the pause being so big it made it come out meeker. Resting his chin onto his knee, Sirius was only a shape at the corner of Moony's field of vision, "It's good to have you back here."