[God, if only he could just melt into the floor and never resurface. What is wrong with him? Why does he keep having all these weird...thoughts that seem to have a lot to do with things that almost happened that night in the brothel?
No. It's fine. Just normal, invasive thoughts. Nothing out of the ordinary, here.
He goes and gets two goblets of very strong wine from the barrel at the back of the hall and comes back, giving one over to Sirius.]
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No. It's fine. Just normal, invasive thoughts. Nothing out of the ordinary, here.
He goes and gets two goblets of very strong wine from the barrel at the back of the hall and comes back, giving one over to Sirius.]
Drink up, mate.
[He's already started on his. Save him.]