Sirius' comment made Remus' glance off, as if in search for a clock on the face of a building, but came up short.<br/>"I don't know," he admitted lightly once his eyes returned onto Sirius. Remus' flat was in a small country side village, but it seemed like most of the stores were still open. "Hadn't considered gifts, actually."<br/>That was only half a truth. H had planned on gifting each a book of his own collection, but while that had always been a sentimental gift Remus enjoyed giving, the war had taken some of the affection out of the gesture; after all, material things had lost their meaning over the course of the war.<br/>Remus had paused, still eyeing Sirius; he was considering what he could gift the man in front of him, but nothing really seemed like<span style="font-style: italic">enough</span>. "Maybe we should get Harry a toy."