Kieren steals the mobile from him and then leans in closer, pressing himself cheek to cheek with Sirius. Laughing, Sirius grins up at the little lens thing on the phone, his smile spreading all the wider when he feels Kieren's lips against his cheek.

"Oh, did that one work?" he asks, his cheek still tingling a bit when he turns to grin at Kieren. "Might need to print it if so. That's what it's called, isn't it? Printing?"