Remus just shook his head. He liked doing nice things for friends. It was probably more so a way to not lose them by doing things for them, but Remus wasn't very much aware of that. He just knew he liked doing things if it made people happy. If he made people happy.

He took out the breakfast and sat next to him. His legs were tucked under him and he was leaning on the ledge. Remus had a mouth full of sticky buns when he looked back over at Severus. "What do you mean?" He asked, not sure what he was talking about. He did know he didn't like the tone.