Remus was rightfully surprised to hear that Sirius had recognized him at the garage, something changing in his expression. It caught him off guard, unsure of the implications behind why Sirius hadn't addressed it then, and whether or not Remus had then severely misunderstood that interaction.<br/>However, Sirius' smile was disarming, bright and engaged, showing no signs of the hesitation Remus suddenly felt. He had parted his lips to speak on it, but he didn't find the words to say before Sirius elaborated his reply.<br/>Remus couldn't help but grin, endlessly humoured and pleased beyond expression by Sirius' admission. Despite what Sirius was telling him, Remus knew Sirius hadn't recognized Remus, at least not in the way Remus had phrased the question.<br/>"Yeah, that's -" Remus didn't know what to say, the thrill building in his chest escaping him as a chuckle. Remus hadn't expected to make a lasting impression on Sirius, and suddenly that was all he could think about, his smile growing wider.<br/>Unable to contain it, Remus once again laughed, uncertain how to regain control of the direction of their conversation. When he spoke, the laugh seeped into his voice, juvenile and giddy as he greeted a childhood friend by the name Remus still remembered him by.<br/>"I don't think you do, Padfoot."