[It is impossible to miss the sort of extra darkness that has seeped into the cafe. The shadows seem to absorb light, and Sirius feels goosebumps rise on his arms from the chill.

He watches Regulus's slightly translucent form drag back together with only a little pinch in his eyebrows to give away his concern.]

Sounds good.

[The fluffy orange cat who has decided Sirius is his friend meows and trots over to bonk against his ankles.]

What, you wanna come too?