"Been stressful." Remus lied, sitting up in the bed. He flinched, his ribs hurting again.

He knew the reason. Things were still completely complicated, and he assumed they would be like that for a long time. Remus either risked telling his friends and being disowned and/ or risking Severus or he kept quiet. Remus also wasn't even going to touch the subject of Sirius. It hurt too much to think. But he knew it was something he'd have to bare. Sirius would never want him the way he wanted to be wanted. Remus had to get over that if he ever wanted to be happy.