Remus didn't cry, he didn't really cry much. He was most resigned and tired, showing his sadness more in his eyes and his movements than anything else. Not to say he was too manly to cry, he sobbed like a little baby when he got his results but now, it was so far in that he had fully accepted all of it. "I take AZT. Every four hours."

He got out his pill box and held it up for Holden. "They told me if I ever stop, I'll lose all the time I'm buying." And he wanted to keep that time. For Sirius, for playing house, for being alive for the first time. He wanted to live before he died. "It's just hard. Makes me really sick and sometimes, it makes my nose bleed and then I have to try and stop it... it's-- difficult."

Remus laughed a little and slipped his pills away. "But I make do, it's not so bad."