"Both," he says quietly. He has no idea if this has happened before and can't tell whether he should be concerned because he hasn't got the memories to know. He eases the rag away and checks on the movement of the blood. It's slowed, but hasn't stopped.

He reaches a hand out to try and coax Sirius closer. "Please forgive me? I know I've made a mess of things, but I really didn't mean to."