Professor Mulligan’s little acceptance was a release command, making Remus’ posture ease subtly, bringing both hands forward in front of him to fiddle with the chalk. It made it more discreet, when Remus’ eyes darted from Mulligan to Sirius and back.<br/>“Black and I share a dorm, sir,” he elaborated as he returned to the desk, placing the premium chalk back into Mulligan’s open tin box. Although there was an empty chair, Remus didn’t move to take a seat, believing them to be done.<br/>Upon addressing Sirius, Remus felt it justified to send him another, more intentional glance, a polite smile pulling at his lips.<br/>“He has been a great encouragement to keep busy.”