[He laughs at that, quietly--not unkindly, certainly--and scratches gently at Remus' hair, the way you'd soothe a dog.]

I know. Oh, it's all right, I'm not actually laughing at you or, or judging you, or something-- you're a git-- [He kisses him again, with another little laugh.] Though it's good to know how much you like force. Reminds me to give it to you more often.