Remus had asked more out of curiosity than necessity, having already leaned forward before Sirius finished his explanations. He caught the container with the tip of his fingers, gingerly tugging it properly within reach.<br/>It was then that Sirius almost nervously searched for affirmation, and Remus' eyes found Sirius with a gentle smile to his lips.<br/>"No, you're good," Remus reassured him, a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.<br/>His eyes had dipped, properly picking up his dinner and chopsticks. When he relaxed back into the seat, he once again did it at an angle, his back resting against the corner between back- and armrest.<br/>Eating noodles with chopsticks on the couch could pose a challenge, but the angle better allowed Remus to carry on a conversation with Sirius; or look at him, even.<br/>"Thanks for it," Remus went on, balancing the container against his thigh as he carefully undid the top.<br/>It entertained Remus' attention, and still Remus kept glancing over at Sirius with a flushed, little smile. "It was sweet of you to care."