He nods weakly, his forehead dragging along Sirius' skin as he curls in with him, taking in sharp, short breaths as he runs his fingertips over Sirius' skin and feels the roughness of hair and warmth of skin beneath. He furrows his brow and says nothing, wondering if this is just another symptom of what's to come.

"Then what do we do first?" he asks, still feeling unsure about all of this.