Sirius takes Kieren's hand as he steps into the tub, balancing him so he doesn't slip. He eases in carefully, slowly, the water rising to make room for him. As he gets comfortable, Sirius sits on the edge of the tub, reaching over to grab the washcloth and dipping it in the warm water.

"When'd it start?" he asks, scooting closer then to use the cloth on Kieren's face, wiping him clean of the black streaks. "How long have you been running today?"