The campfire crackled. Sirius tended to it, lost in his own melancholy thoughts. Remus watched him from his perch on a log. Peter had decided it would be good for the two to spend the night together, alone, doing something fun and different. Not a word had passed between Sirius' lips for more than an hour, and Remus was tongue tied, unable to sort his thoughts out and resolve their abundance of issues. In the end, it was Sirius who plonked down beside Remus, and took his hand. It was Sirius who apologised first and said 'I love you' second.