Remus just hummed at that, feeling like that could make sense, too. Remus had had little to no experience with upper class kids up until college, and even now it was hard to separate expectations from reality; while Remus could tell Sirius was raised differently than he was, he also didn't find Sirius to be<span style="font-style: italic">that</span>bad company.<br/>"How horrible," Remus settled for, his voice flat but not unfriendly; it was, after all, hard to pity a child growing up with and to money.<br/>The comparatively harsher comment was followed by a quick sideways glance, with a barely a hint of a smile, all intended to soften up his words, while not further engaging in the exchange.<br/>With a nod to Sirius' right, a relieved smile finally flashed Remus' teeth. The dismantled bed frame was still resting against the same wall, Remus had passed on his way back from work. "It's still there."