Remus knew his scars well- he might not know how he'd gotten all of them, but he knew when and had made James try and point them out for him. He had a better eye for it, or maybe it was just that he'd been more comfortable asking him. He looked at the scar on his left hip, it's curve like half a crescent moon. Remus actually smiled at that, looking at the other man and gently touching his cheek. "It's the only one have from before the accident. I broke a glass window when I was smaller. I tried to fix it, cut my hands up and my hip when I dropped a shard. I was a stupid little bugger," he said, his hands going into Sirius's hair without even thinking about it.