Remus just blinked at Sirius as he easily manoeuvred the pile of chub that was the kid around. Within moments, both the child and Sirius were beaming up at him, and Remus frankly didn’t process the fact that Sirius had offered him a name, finding the sight utterly disarming.<br/>With his hair dishevelled and loose, Sirius looked at ease, no trace of the uncertainty in the way he held himself around the kid, seemingly never out of his element.<br/>Remus didn’t doubt that he had gotten to experience Sirius in more intimate situations than most of his peers, and yet this felt distinctly different, like this facet of Sirius’ being was too personal for even Remus to witness. He would have felt compelled to avert his eye but Sirius was nothing short of magnetic.<br/>“Hi,” he replied meekly, eyes only finding the kid as an afterthought. His attention was quick to flicker back to Sirius. “Where’d he come from?”