It was the most subtle of changes and yet Sirius picked up on it immediately. It was something in the way that Remus was now leaning against the table, body language turning entirely to be focused on Sirius. It made him smile as well, still feeling a little faint from seeing the smile so firmly cemented on Remus’ face.<br/>The question took him slightly by surprise, not that it should have, probably. He knew that it was difficult to feel confident in the work you were doing, difficult to know when to label it what, and Sirius so desperately wanted to help but he hardly knew himself.<br/>“Well, that certainly is the question, isn’t it,” Sirius started, mostly trying to win himself some time to properly thing about a way to give Remus a proper answer tho is question.<br/>“I think it’s when you allow it to, does that make sense?” He asked, unsure when his own hunch had become a hypothesis and now close to a full dissertation. It had all just happened to him as he went and he was unsure how to explain that.<br/>“When you start treating your hunch like an hypothesis, that’s when you know whether or not it is.”