Remus laughed. He truly did enjoy talking with Severus again and how that always kept him on his toes. You couldn't slack or fully relax in any way when Severus spoke. You could however look very closely at the man's lips that shouldn't be attractive as thin as they were and how they were so often twisted into some expression of negativity. They were though, enough so that Remus had to tear his eyes away and return them to Severus' eyes.
"I will drink to that. And to my own future." Remus tipped his bottle slightly at Severus, then took a good swig of the butterbeer.