Remus' attention only returned to the food when Sirius directed it back to it. It felt almost crudely grounding, even though Sirius' tone was nothing but gentle and considerate. It only seemed harsh because, for a moment, Remus thought Sirius was going to kiss him.<br/>To him, the boxes were identical, and though he moved, it wasn't to reach for either of them.<br/>"What did you get?" Remus asked, leaning back against the armrest in order to reach the switch on the floor lamp, turning it on.<br/>Further illuminating the room did help, both on Remus' lingering feeling of exhaustion, and on normalizing the situation. As if to add to that, Remus almost considered turning on the television, just so that his own thoughts weren't so loud.