As Remus recounts what happened to those chocolates, Sirius's eyes close for just a few moments. It's almost as if he can feel himself be transported back, to a time when there had been little to worry about, when he had just been entertained by Remus taking it upon himself to eat his chocolates and sell it as a selfless deed. Especially when Remus would then bitterly complain about feeling sick when he'd eaten too much.

His eyes opened when Remus took a hold of his wrist and there was an uncertain frown. He wet his cracked lips and cleared his throat, doing what he could to force his tired mind to keep up with what was happening.

Sitting as straight as he managed, he looked up at Remus. "Careful, Moony. They know who you are. Who we are. They're not gonna... I don't want you in any more danger than you are already."

Was that selfish? It definitely was. "I can take what they do to me." He trailed off there, the implication clear. He didn't want to have to take them doing anything to Remus.