Remus once again closed his eyes. They were dancing around several topics that made Remus tense up, and while James had managed to distract from one, Remus was happy that Sirius didn't allow them to linger on the subject of the moon. Thankful for that, Remus tipped his head to one side, in order to press the the bridge of his nose into Sirius' neck in a silent acknowledgement of the gesture.<br/>They both knew James had a good sense of the moon cycles, but with baby Harry, Remus couldn't blame him if the dates became blurred. Besides, Remus judged only Sirius knew how early the discomfort had started letting itself known. While Remus wasn't hurting, it would only be another few days before he'd start feeling it.<br/>"You look mighty comfortable," Lily said from somewhere to Remus right, and though the sound made him open his eyes a sliver, it did not make him turn to face her. He heard the clatter of what he could only imagine was decorations for the tree against the wooden mantel, but instead closed his eyes again.<br/>"I'm sure there's a spot for you, Lils," James muttered against Remus' chest and while neither he faced her, he did wave a tired and aimless hand at her.