Remus’ smile widened at that; experience would show that Kelly didn’t have a record of behaving, his topics of conversation often enough laced with contempt for others. Looking at Sirius, Remus wondered if the statement carried any truth - if peace was really conditional.<br/>“I’d’ve liked to see that,” Remus admitted, his voice more conversational as he finally let go of Sirius, taking a step backwards.<br/>Though his limbs felt heavy, still feeling the weight of Sirius’ touch, Remus did what he could to relax back into a more familiar beat. His smile was genuine, but his gaze was no longer as loaded, the tension in his stomach beginning to dissipate.<br/>Still, he stalled a step before managing to reach for the doorknob.<br/>“You really don’t have to take his shite, you know,” he added, a little afterthought that carried a bit more timidness to his voice, though a smile kept pulling at the corner of his mouth. “He could do with suffering some consequences.”