Remus’ smile widened a fraction the moment Sirius met his eye, inevitably. Despite the briefness of his reply, Remus was compelled to believe him. While he hadn’t looked ill at ease the last time, there was a distinct air of leisure about him, painterly against the school-issue headboard, bare chest and cigarette in hand.<br/>“Yeah?” Remus prompted, doing what he could to keep a straight face through it. He tried to emphasise that he wasn’t asking out of self-interest, only interested in giving Sirius a space to speak out his thoughts and considerations.<br/>Remus’ wasn’t entirely successful, however, a grin pulling at his lips as he tapped his knee against Sirius’ side, an encouragement.  “It hasn’t lost its novelty yet?”