Sirius hummed in vague agreement of the last words Remus said, then he moved, stretched out and put his head on Remus' lap. He felt he needed a pillow and Remus was right there. Looking up at him, he frowned. "Don't you tell me what kind of bird I'd be. I'd be smart, I'd be all about the true virtues, so you'd be my crush. Just admiring you from afar, hoping you'll notice me, with your--"

He frowned. "Chocolate brown eyes?" Well, better than other ways to describe brown, he supposed. "Or more like honey. Caramel? Merlin, I really need more snacks, before I lick you."