No one had known how Remus felt, before. That was a fact of being a queer werewolf whose only friends either died or was their killer, and even when Dumbledore, or his mother, or a stray Order member tried to commiserate, Remus had known no one knew what was happening inside him, could not understand his emotions in all their complexity. But Sirius, Sirius understands, because he is feeling it too. Sirius is standing beside him, crying, grieving, hurting, and Remus holds his hand and lets his own tears fall.