"I'll be fine," Regulus is trying to reassure him - and he really thinks he will be. Maybe. Probably? He won't say that part. He breathes out slow, squeezing Sirius' hand.
"Things will be all right, Sirius. Back now, yeah? Not going anywhere." Until he has to.
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"Things will be all right, Sirius. Back now, yeah? Not going anywhere." Until he has to.