Remus didn't know what to do. At all. Severus wasn't running away or hexing him or insulting him. He was doing the opposite in fact. He swallowed again, leaning against the other. "Why don't you hate me?" He asked, nearly pleading. He just wasn't expecting any other response. Especially not tears and an embrace.

"We haven't talked about it -- him and I. I know I have to eventually, but I just... I can't. I can't believe he was willing to do that to his best mate. And I put myself in that position." Remus bit his lip again.