Sirius couldn’t help but laugh at the attempt to elevate his efforts and input to Remus’, heart spilling over with love and affection for a man who so willingly shared the value of his work. At the very most, Sirius had lived through a situation that was closer to the ones of their fosters than Remus had, but that felt like a poor excuse for a comparison.<br/>“Sure,” he grinned, brushing another caress through Remus’ hair.<br/>“You can provide decades of experience working with kids, formal training in child care and conflict resolution,” he mused, his smile growing wider as he spoke, “And I sometimes take them out for a ride on my bike, yeah.”