"Eventually the stories all came out," she said with a small remembering smile. "Long nights on stakeouts, followed by drinks with you, James, Remus and Sirius while we waited for the others? The stories had a tendency to come out. And it was... nice." The relationship that had formed with all of them. Of course she and Peter and Remus had always been good friends. But Sirius had taken some time for HER to get used to.
It was a questions she'd struggled with for quite some time. And she didn't have the answers. "This place..." she started but needed to pause for a moment. What could she say? She wanted him to be happy. But she understood his quandary. She wanted to be happy herself but she was in the same one. What was she supposed to do? "This place I sometimes think is more cruel than we admit to," she frowned. "Separating us from our loved ones like this. You don't get the chance to... to anything." It was crushing sometimes.
"Does wanting to move on, even if you love the person make you a terrible spouse?" It was a legitimate question. "There's no stability, we never know what's coming... I've been avoiding this for such a long time that I never came up with an answer. But... shouldn't they want us to be happy?" She wasn't even sure who 'us' was... There were on the same page, moreso than she'd originially thought. "Do we deserve it?" That was a question she needed an answer to. She felt guilty but Severus he had... and he wasn't here.