"Now, now, I'm not old, I'm matured," he corrected with a cackle of a laugh, unable to prevent Sirius from sending them back against the brush. It was a little odd to see Sirius so young but the memories of how the compound worked, and of it all, came quick enough back to Remus. He was able to accept it. He had a dozen other thoughts in his head but the first was Sirius. He wanted to ensure that the man was alright and that they weren't going to be harmed by his leaving.
Honestly, it felt as though they were better now. He was nearly on the same page, even if he was far younger than he had been back home when he reached it.
He stretched out now that he was back against the ground, arm moving behind his head to be used as a pillow. "Also, I told you it wouldn't take five minutes," he teased, with a wide grin.