Sirius wasn't an idiot. He was rash and immature and sometimes said things that made people cringe, but he was not an idiot. Especially not when it came to his friends, and especially not when it came to Remus. He didn't need a Talk to know that something big had happened while Sirius was dead, something that made Remus's eyes flicker at him uncomfortably and always keep a metre of distance, at least.
In the brief time he'd been alive again, somehow, his life already seemed to be turning to shit. Just more shit to pile onto the previous life's shit, he supposed. Why would he catch a break now, just because it was his second try?
And as he opened the door to his room and let Remus inside, he could only think that this conversation was not going to improve anything. "Moony. Fancy meeting you here."