Sirius balks. "Torment? People should feel honoured to behold such a glorious cock, don't you think? They'll view it as a masterpiece and ask for it to be hung in the Louvre. Or whatever this city's equivalent might be, I suppose."

Reaching forward, Sirius takes the sketch from Kieren's hand and sets it on the table before resuming his repose with a quiet sigh. "Now where were we?"