[When he drops her gaze to Cora, Sirius realises that he's never seen her look quite like this before. Generally she gives him glares and unimpressed stares. He knows what to do with those.
This--]
Dunno yet. I don't see any.
[Not a very good answer. He's studying her face a little too intently--he realises that next; she'll absolutely notice, in no time at all--]
C'mere. Let's get out of here. They like open spaces best--either open or dark. Stupid buggers.
[He doesn't hold his hand out to her, but he does shove off to approach her, somewhat warily, glancing toward the approaching bits of ceiling.
....and not the ceiling behind him. But. Whatever.]
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This--]
Dunno yet. I don't see any.
[Not a very good answer. He's studying her face a little too intently--he realises that next; she'll absolutely notice, in no time at all--]
C'mere. Let's get out of here. They like open spaces best--either open or dark. Stupid buggers.
[He doesn't hold his hand out to her, but he does shove off to approach her, somewhat warily, glancing toward the approaching bits of ceiling.
....and not the ceiling behind him. But. Whatever.]