"Oh. He probably had." Yeah, it was dumb to think Moony hadn't been thinking. But he hadn't said anything, and Padfoot hadn't really known where to go with it. He'd been confused, and hadn't had time to un-confuse himself. Here, though, he'd been sitting on his ass for a few weeks. He had time, and it hadn't really helped. "He just didn't talk about it, probably. But. Um. Talking now."