Of course, Remus knew that, intellectually. But, it was the first test of their friendship -- even if it really shouldn't have been a test -- since they'd cleared the air over the war. That was what hurt him. "'He's Sirius' is usually followed up with 'He's an idiot.' Why we love him for being an idiot, I don't think I'll ever know," he said with a dry chuckle. "But, I'm not his brother. He should have at least thought of you, even if he forgot his friends."
Remus smiled at having his fingers once again entwined with Regulus'. "Yes, that." Not putting everything on display for the world to see, was something Remus could appreciate. He thought Sirius and James might not exactly care. But, as he personally had no desire for the expectations that came with public consumption of private affairs, he could certainly see how it affected Regulus, especially given the already existing issues of the family bloodline's existence. He wasn't going to mention that if Sirius refused to do so, that left only Regulus to marry and keep the bloodline going. Not something to think about in light of other things. "That makes sense, then.
"Okay with it? I'm more than okay with it. The only reason I put it off so long was for fear of learning the marriage was still valid. I don't want to be bound to someone I don't even know, let alone love. And, this way there's no guilt in wanting to see where this," he reached forward purposefully to take Regulus' other hand with his, "might lead."