Before Remus could help it, a toothy smile flashed across his lips, an endless satisfaction in hearing that. There was such a relief in hearing that his work resonated with Mulligan, and Remus felt the tension between his shoulders ease for the first time in days.<br/>Catching himself, he ducked his head, smiling to his papers for a second before restraining himself, biting at his lip to dull it. He shifted, as though shrugging his smile off.<br/>“That’s good to hear,” he admitted, quietly accepting the praise Black had so generously offered. “Doesn’t always feel like it does.”