Remus felt dumbstrucked by Sirius' words. How far away Sirius' words were from the point momentarily left Remus; a surprise which was quickly replaced with a frustration, making him chew at the inside of his cheek.<br/>"Maybe you should," he huffed, more than anything out of spite. He felt the pain and frustration seep into this voice through a clenched jaw, knowing it did nothing to ease the tension between them. "It's not like it's doing either of us any good."<br/>Some of the tension building in his shoulders eased when Remus did them both the favour to look away. Staring aimlessly at the road ahead, Remus took another exhale of the cigarette. The smoke stung where he had bit his cheek, seemingly only serving to amplify his anger.<br/>"You keep asking that<span style="font-style: italic">stupid</span>question," he added, unnecessarily. He spoke through the exhale, puffs of smoke leaving his lips at the vocals. His eyes had found their way back to Sirius, but he cocked his head away to exhale the last breath of smoke. "I'm holding up exactly how I've always been and you know<span style="font-style: italic">exactly</span>how that is; there's no point in pretending anything's ever going to change."