By then, Remus had already turned towards the kitchenette, huffing out half a laugh at Sirius' answer. He had to fight the urge to answer that Remus was definitely the winning party, but not because he had been allowed to cook up some eggs - but because he had been allowed to cook Sirius breakfast.<br/>"That's very generous of you," he instead settled on, glancing over at the other as he reached into the fridge for the groceries he had bought before the pain had gotten too bad - a dozen eggs, a bag of mixed, frozen vegetables and a packet of smoked ham.