Hearing Sirius offer his help always managed to tie Remus' stomach in a knot; one would think he should have gotten used to it, after all, it was practically a monthly offer Sirius made, but during the war more than ever before, Remus didn't feel like he was the one in the most urgent need of help.<br/>Not wanting to dive further into that trail of thought, Remus crossed his arms and shook his head. "Nothing," he said, with a tension in his voice that mirrored the tension in his shoulders. That should have been good news, but Remus knew that it could also be the worst possible news.<br/>"Sit down - Do you want anything?" he deflected, not wanting to linger much on the subject.