"If I didn't believe that's what you wanted, I never would have invited you for Christmas. Now, if this is all a cover for some evil scheme, well," he winked teasingly, "I'm a gullible sucker." But he didn't think so. Both Black brothers were too sincere in their efforts Remus to believe it anything but genuine.
It didn't take exceptional werewolf hearing to catch the slight pause at the end of that statement. "I'm glad." Remus' smile was both gentle and warm. "I like us being friends."
Pushing off with his shoulder, he stood up straighter from where he'd been leaning against the window frame and shook his head. "That was five days ago when we were unpacking boxes in your quarters. Should I have been afraid then? Were we not friends then? I don't know if you're truly dangerous. But, I'm not wary."