"2016, actually. Been here since last October. The food's better," Remus told him, trying to ease him into it. "You'll be pleased - no one cares if you shag a bloke or a bird. Two men can even get hitched these days!" It still sounded vaguely scandalous to him, but it was the law of the land. Maybe Sirius would stop then, if it wasn't so rebellious, but Remus very much doubted it. "And the fashion's different. The young people, you know." Remus had never felt like a young person.
He eyed Sirius as the other man turned, all too aware of how precarious his own emotional walls were, feeling them falter a little at the touch, at the words. "...We're both sorry, I think, Pads," he breathed. "I'm just glad you're here. I've been without...anyone," he swallowed, voice wavering, chin tilting up and down a little, his eyes refusing to meet his friend's. How to express how grateful he was to have landed on his feet in this strange new time, and so lonely as well? "Everything's going to be fine now."
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Date: 2016-04-20 08:46 am (UTC)From:He eyed Sirius as the other man turned, all too aware of how precarious his own emotional walls were, feeling them falter a little at the touch, at the words. "...We're both sorry, I think, Pads," he breathed. "I'm just glad you're here. I've been without...anyone," he swallowed, voice wavering, chin tilting up and down a little, his eyes refusing to meet his friend's. How to express how grateful he was to have landed on his feet in this strange new time, and so lonely as well? "Everything's going to be fine now."