Remus did what he could to busy himself as Mulligan and Sirius chatted, evident in the infliction that Mulligan spoke with a singular<span style="font-style: italic">you</span>. It brought his hand to his face, absentmindedly brushing the line of his jaw as he glanced at the pictures hanging above the wall, not meaning to intrude. The gesture stopped his hand from shaking, feeling his heart hammer against his chest, adrenaline still running high.<br/>When Mulligan took his leave, Remus’ eyes darted towards him, offering if nothing else a polite smile. He hadn’t been deaf to the way Sirius included him in his plans rather than urge Remus back to the dinner party, and his attention was quick to return onto him, intrigued albeit slightly surprised.<br/>“You wanna cool down?” he blurted, a boyish grin accompanying the tease.<br/>His eyes skimmed across Sirius’ features, heavy with interest. As soon as Mulligan had disappeared, they were once again left alone in each other’s company; while the hallway wasn’t an ideal place to linger, it wasn’t a discouraging one either.<br/>“Wanna pop outside, then?” Remus suggested, a fraction milder. It was an option Sirius himself had brought up, but Remus wasn’t sure if it was simply to deflect Mulligan’s line of questioning.