Even though he'd seen the name on the Murauder's Map (and weren't the memories that THAT brought back bad enough?), somehow Remus hadn't expected to hear that voice. Not here.

Wherever here is.

His hand twitches in a way that's pretty obvious for anybody who knows wizards and knows wandless magic: halfway through a hex before he stops himself.

"Sirius," Remus finally says. "I...it's..."

He can't say it's good to see him, even if it is. His heart has never quite stopped being Sirius's, after all.