"I... thought it was common all around the world." But his tone suggested he was starting to rethink this notion. He rubbed a hand over his face with a sigh, wishing it felt like he didn't need ten more hours of sleep. A meal would help, though he knew that what he had in his pocket would only barely cover the cost of the both of them. Needed to get more jobs with the Ministry, if he was going to survive. He could practically see Sirius rolling his eyes--

That was firmly removed from his current thinking. Sirius had killed Peter, betrayed them...

When would it stop feeling like a dagger through his heart?

Remus held up his hand, giving himself a moment, before he hoisted himself up. "I know somewhere I can borrow a map from, but I can't take you there. Honestly, I know you're a bit worried about the Ministry, but maybe I could pull some strings and get you a private floo? It at least could get you back to your part of the world."