Of course he knows the Carefully Crafted Black Smile. He's been dating Regulus for how long? And the tosser still somehow thinks he won't recognize it. Remus closes his eyes and counts to ten, taking a deep breath. These brothers. Merlin.
When he opens his eyes, Sirius is holding out the bottle to him. He accepts the bottle and takes a hearty swig without preamble, savoring the way it burns on the way down.
"Thank you. I'd like to think so." He sighs, staring off into the darkness as opposed to looking at Sirius. He doesn't need to look to know that he's betrayed his friend terribly. Of course he knew this day would come – that they couldn't keep Sirius in the dark forever and the odds were high that it would be difficult when he did find out – but that doesn't make any of it any easier. He lifts the bottle to his lips again, hoping that maybe they'll be able to communicate a little better if they're both a it sloshed.
"I'm sorry we didn't tell you. And I'm sorry you found out... the way you did."
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When he opens his eyes, Sirius is holding out the bottle to him. He accepts the bottle and takes a hearty swig without preamble, savoring the way it burns on the way down.
"Thank you. I'd like to think so." He sighs, staring off into the darkness as opposed to looking at Sirius. He doesn't need to look to know that he's betrayed his friend terribly. Of course he knew this day would come – that they couldn't keep Sirius in the dark forever and the odds were high that it would be difficult when he did find out – but that doesn't make any of it any easier. He lifts the bottle to his lips again, hoping that maybe they'll be able to communicate a little better if they're both a it sloshed.
"I'm sorry we didn't tell you. And I'm sorry you found out... the way you did."