Re: Remus/Sirius
"Nope." Remus shook his head as he crossed the room toward the fire. "Your choice, this time."
Standing in front of Sirius' chair, he looked down in bemusement. The air was full of the scent of his friend's emotional turmoil. But, the one thing they don't tell you in the 'Now That You're a Werewolf' handbook was how to sort out the different things your senses picked up into actual emotions. That took years of practice and was still mostly educated guesswork based on observation. (Actually, a real handbook like that would have been helpful, too.) "You are going to be so dizzy when you finally sit up," he declared, chuckling.
It was too warm directly in front of the fire, so he sat on the floor to one side but where Sirius could still see him. "Talk to me, Sirius. Might as well let it all out now, while it's just me, before it festers and you explode with someone else."