The idea of leaving Sirius behind frightened Remus as well. It had been a total of eight years that Remus had spent searching for both Lily and Sirius. He knew what was waiting for him at home. Another decade of waiting followed by a period of heartache while memories slowly came back for the pair. He would wait in the wings for it to happen and be as supportive as he could. It would be a long life but it lead to a bright future. It was that future he wanted to see. He wanted to see all of it. Was it wrong for him to want this that he was willing to accept the harsh reality of it all? The nights of heartache, of mindless activity, of trying to forget his emotions?
It was worth it, he was certain, but it didn't make the fear any easier. He didn't want Sirius to be alone. The notion of leaving him made Remus queasy to his stomach. How could he say he loved the man when he was ready to abandon him, stranded forever in the lapse of time? He didn't know the answer to the question but he did know it was true. He did love Sirius. It felt like he always had.
He was quiet as he stepped into the bedroom, eyes falling on Sirius immediately.