He watches Sirius for a moment longer, but finally he nods. Sirius is going to do what he wants like Sirius always does, and right now it's obvious that he doesn't want to talk. Doesn't want to be around Remus at all, if the tension he thinks he's picking up is anything to go by.
"Right then."
And it's awkward, turning his back on someone who'd been the center of his world for so long, who'd held more of his esteem and affection than any other living person, especially with the lingering feeling that something's been left unsaid. He'd said his piece, though. And now there's nothing more to say. And so he forces himself to turn – to put one foot haltingly in front of the other – and return to the party, not looking back.
He's going to need a damn stiff drink after this one.
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"Right then."
And it's awkward, turning his back on someone who'd been the center of his world for so long, who'd held more of his esteem and affection than any other living person, especially with the lingering feeling that something's been left unsaid. He'd said his piece, though. And now there's nothing more to say. And so he forces himself to turn – to put one foot haltingly in front of the other – and return to the party, not looking back.
He's going to need a damn stiff drink after this one.