Quite frankly, nothing could have prepared Remus for that answer. It was simply incomprehensible, nonsensical in a way that made him both want to laugh and cry all at once. Flattering as it might have been, Remus felt awkward in his own skin, uncertain about the intent of Sirius’ words - much less what he was supposed to answer.<br/>He simply blinked, trying to make sense of the odd man in front of him.<br/>“Let’s go back inside,” he eventually muttered, urging Sirius back towards the hutch. Despite being early summer, the night air still had an icy bite, and Remus felt like the wind was going right through him. It felt pointless circling back through the same points, though Remus was desperate to know to what extent Sirius knew<span style="font-style: italic">him</span>.