"You, of course. Who else?" Severus retorts with a small hint of amusement beneath his dry tone.

"I am certainly not to be blamed for how annoyingly irresistable you look, wearing your hair like a haystack and your clothes like a scarecrow and walking around bare-foot like a derelict." His smirk grows a tiny bit as he once more allows his eyes to wander down Remus' body to the toes, then up again to his face.