Not having even been certain Sirius had been awake when he left the bathroom, a visible flinch went though Remus at the chocked call of his name. He was suddenly overcome with regret, expecting himself to have known better than to burden Sirius with the sight of his cuts and bites, and for a long, painful moment, he wished he had finished dressing.<br/>Despite the ball that was forming in his throat, Remus still covered the last few steps to the bed and Sirius' outreached arms. It was only up close that Remus saw the tears in Sirius' eyes, effectively breaking his heart.<br/>"I'm okay," he promised, voice choked with tears that didn't come. Kneeling onto the edge of the mattress, Remus easily and willingly met Sirius' embrace.<br/>Wrapping both arms around Sirius' chest, Remus buried his face in the crook of Sirius' neck as he joined him on the bed. With the momentum of his movement, Remus softly urged Sirius to lay back against the mattress once again, finding himself to be wholly unprepared to have this conversation while meeting Sirius' eye.<br/>"I promise," he muttered against Sirius' skin. "We're safe."