Peter frowned when he saw Sirius pull down his shirt, lips parting to say something, but he didn't. Instead he ducked his head and kept moving until he hands were empty. At that point he just fidgeted. Awkward in this moment alone with Sirius, not sure about what he should do.

"Nothing just... Felt like an early shower, and then... just..." he motioned about the room uselessly. After another moment he moved back toward his bed and was going to sit down, except the salve jaw was still on his nightstand and caught his eyes. After a moment he picked it up and moved toward the other boy. "Ummm... this is for healing," he said, head ducked as he held it out to Sirius. "You can put it on your bruises... if you want to. You don't have to. I just thought... you might..."