Sirius' initial assumption, though not wrong, made Remus cough out an almost skeptical laugh. It wasn't as if Sirius was any stranger to the way Remus had grown accustomed to dealing with the moons, and by now, Sirius should know better than to be surprised.<br/>However, Remus didn't get to express any of this before Sirius' lips were on Remus' sore knuckles, effectively making him hitch his breath. While his knuckles had throughout the day sent periodical but painful jolts up his forearms, they now felt prickly, almost as if regaining warmth after being cold for too long.<br/>Momentarily taken aback by how the embrace had ended, Remus discovered that the heat had not only returned to his hands but also to his cheeks. Flustered by Sirius' touch, Remus tentatively pulled back his hands.<br/>"I'll let you know if I think of anything," he muttered, his voice clearly giving away the fact that Remus had barely been breathing, before turning slightly, wanting to move into the small living room where Sirius' proximity wouldn't feel so suffocating.