"Is that right? Who tells you these things? Or do you just make them up?" He smirked.
Sirius just arched an eyebrow when Regulus told him he could ruin his joy, and of course he was right, and he frowned at his brother. "You are mean, I hope you know that. Stealing my best friend from me, and then telling me that he could see you in muggle clothes if he wanted?" He shook his head and sighed. "And most people would say I am far more convincing than he is, I hope you know this - you're just biased."
"I'll do my best to keep you out of the fight this time." He assured his brother, sighing and leaning his head against Regulus' shoulder for just a moment before sitting up again. "I wasn't pissed, well - not with you. I just, I didn't know how to take all of that all at once." He shrugged. "I don't know about out there yet, but I might need a partner for some training with some of the more creative spells in my skill set. I've been training with Harry, but I don't think he'd appreciate some of the spells I know." He smirked. "Might you be interested in lending a hand?" He asked arching an eyebrow at his brother.
"Yes, I think this definitely counts as talking." Sirius agreed, and now Remus didn't need to give anyone meaningful looks, and imply that there was something large that they needed to talk about but not give them a clue what it was they were supposed to be talking about.