Sirius made a face at that, agreeing but not knowing the words to accompany it. It didn’t seem likely, the expressions on Draco’s face just as familiar and understandable as his appearance, but then again, Sirius was projecting things he knew about Regulus onto Draco, several decades later.<br/>“Do you think he seems alright?” he asked, tentatively trying to combat that increased sense of familiarity. Sirius thought Draco seemed stable enough to spend a night alone, if he so insisted upon, but Sirius still looked for validation in his husband that they were in the right to extend their hospitality even further.<br/>It was only after speaking that his eyes returned to Remus, having followed Draco up the stairs. His touch followed his gaze, letting his hand slip from Remus’ neck down his arm, eventually reaching for his hand. “I can probably take the day off tomorrow to keep him company.”