[The quiet pun earns a bark of a laugh, which promptly earns the faintest of winces as it disrupts the bruises on his chest. He manages to call up a smile to his lips almost instantly after. No need to make Remus worry more-- knowing him, he was probably already feeling guilty, even though he shouldn't.

This was entirely on Sirius, and he only had himself to blame for how awful he could feel himself twisting into, sometimes, when fighting the people who'd said such rude things. But they'd started it-- hadn't they?]

You know me. The source of all information y'need about the going-ons here in our fine institution. 's why you keep me around, 'sn't it?