"Your favourite, maybe," Remus muttered darkly, grimacing slightly as James wiped ink from his nose. He scooted over to make room for James.
"Advice? From me?" Remus asked, looking at James quizzically once he'd stated his reason for being there. Remus didn't particularly want to dole out advice. He wasn't really any good at it, anyway. But, James was his friend, and he did seem quite distraught. Not to mention, James had been there for him earlier. And, since Sirius was nowhere to be found...