Remus had already exited the kitchen, bottle in hand, when he heard Lily's voice.<br/>"Care to join us for a glass?"<br/>Remus felt his stomach turn at that. Hesitantly, he turned to once again reappear in the kitchen doorway. While he didn't look entirely uncomfortable, there was a definite look of wariness.<br/>When Lily turned a quarter of the way around to cast a look at Remus, he made a face at her which was neither here nor there.<br/>"It's my bottle, so you're not allowed an opinion," she grinned, and in the back of his mind, Remus was glad she took it as a tease.<br/>"I wasn't going to object," he answered lightly, thought they all knew it was a lie. "He's just never been in my room, and I feel like I ought to have tidied it."<br/>That was, for all it mattered, another lie. Sirius had built Remus bed a couple of weeks prior, and when Remus finally allowed himself to look at Sirius, his expression had softened considerably, still acknowledging Sirius' gesture. With an expression that was suddenly shy with old gratitude, Remus looked away and cocked his head towards his bedroom door. "You're most welcome, just grab yourself a cup, yeah?"