Sirius stepped forward when Remus turned. After this long, he couldn't just let him leave. Until he'd come here, the only people he'd seen were fellow prisoners, who only spoke to beg and scream. And now here was Remus. Even if Remus hated him, Sirius couldn't let him go so soon. Even if all they had left were yells and screams, he had to see him and hear his voice. If he could just understand.

"I'll find it! I--" He fell silent when Remus closed his eyes. He recognized that look. Sirius was pushing too hard, too fast, and he was only going to keep losing ground.

He finally said what he should have began with. "I'm sorry." For so many things he couldn't name them all.