"Mnn," Remus says nothing to all that. Nothing at all. He doesn't know what to say. Just that he needs to keep holding on, his nose buried in black hair, breathing Sirius in with each calming inhale.

Maybe this is a mirage. Maybe it's a dream. Maybe everything will be back to normal when he wakes up.

But he doesn't care. Not right now.

Finally he pulls back a little, just enough to look at Sirius with exhausted eyes, nose stuffed and his smile small and trembling.

"Hi."