Remus is quiet for a bit, and Sirius fidgets with his bread, trying to figure out what he’s thinking. Right as he was about to open his mouth and change the subject, Remus nods. "It makes sense, actually," he says, "now that I think about it." He takes a thoughtful chew of his food. "You were a great Auror—in training, I suppose, since you never fully finished—and you’re great at Defense and all. But I can see you as a Healer. I can see you as a better Healer than Auror."