"Alright..." Remus is still standing there in the entryway with his coat and shoes on, although Sirius has moved to sit on the couch. Sirius hopes he’ll take off his shoes and stay, even just a bit more. He wants another meal with Remus, wants to cook dinner for Remus. Wants him to stay another night, so he won’t be alone, remembering the face Vernon Dursley had made, the halting way Petunia had sent the man out and her matter-of-fact words describing what she had done to Harry. 