When Sirius put an arm around him, Remus willingly sunk further into the embrace, leaning his head against Sirius' arm. He felt the slight flexing and relaxing of the muscles in Sirius' arm as his hand moved up and down. Had he closed his eyes, Remus could almost imagine Sirius' touch was real and not just an expression of their mutual need for human proximity during the war; figuring he ought to spare himself the disappointment, Remus didn't close them.<br/>Instead, he hummed. "That's new then, isn't it?"<br/>Remus' hand crept up to catch a hold of Sirius' wrist, softly urging it to a standstil. Almost lazily and with a teasing frown between his brows, Remus turned his head in order to meet Sirius' eye. "You didn't have those at Hogwarts."