[ it is beautiful up here. Cairngorm might not be distracted, but Lupin is, at least a little; once they've climbed to the top, he comes to a stop, breathing out quietly and enjoying the panoramic view. He likes to think he has a good eye for beauty, but he doesn't remember it being this lovely. Back then, he supposes he had other things on his mind - work, Cardia, mostly.

This would be a perfect spot for a little romantic moment, provided the object of his affections wasn't currently in a grouchy mood (grouchier than usual, rather.) So while he has half a heart to object and say they should stick around more, he decides to let the moment go, following Cairngorm's gaze. ]

Oh! Good eye. [ Lupin doesn't put up a fight, letting them tug him along afterwards. ] Still, I wonder what we're doing here. There's no way this is my heart... Probably. No, definitely not.