Oh, all right. Keeping busy at the shop, trying to train Morholt and actually care for him while Sirius gets to do all the fun bits. You know. Typical.

[He smiles and shifts, lying on the bed and tugging her down with him. It's not meant to be sexual, simply comfortable-- this way, they can face each other. His hand goes to her hair, gently pushing through it.]

I, ah . . . did wonder if I'd done something wrong, though.