Although much of his life had been revolving around the moon's phases since just shy of his fifth birthday, Remus found himself wanting to ignore it here. It was a problem -- his furry little problem; a bittersweet remembrance of how James liked to refer to it -- that he couldn't put off any longer however because he was about to reach a point where his health was going to start to decline as it always did. He needed a find a place where Moony could be contained or at least far enough away that Padfoot could distract him well enough to keep him from getting too close. Then again, they were also surrounded by people who seemed to have other worldly 'powers' and strengths that might be able to hold their own should something go wrong.
That said, he didn't want it to even be an issue. The thought led to other questions Remus had been sitting on for a few days. Maybe he ought to ask them aloud to Sirius to see what he thought.
After head scratches.
"I believe it's more along the lines of I gave in to it. But I'd be lying if I said it wasn't willingly, or enjoyably." He smirked a little and pressed the tips of his fingers more against Sirius' scalp, to add a little more to his touch.