Sirius opened his mouth in protest, wanting to inform Remus it was a favor! He was not fetching and carrying, but he was so sickly and it made Sirius' stomach twist in awkward ways that weren't entirely unpleasant. "Anytime" he said instead, "Even if you are mad. What you possibly need to make notes for is beyond me, sick-boy." Sirius teased lightly, pressing a kiss to the corner of Remus' mouth with a crooked smile. "You hungry?"