[ He glances his way, a sly smile moving across his lips. It's a new thing, Remus allowing himself some kind of flirtation. It had taken a lot to get him there in the first place and he's still sometimes shy about it. But some days, like today, he's too busy feeling content to worry about anything. ]

Very. I put up with a lot you know. Tea on demand, some cake, a footrub? [ He has to weave out of Sirius' reach for a moment to avoid walking into a woman with a pram. ] Perhaps some other things as and when I think of them.