"Never said anything about becoming a zombie, did I?" Sirius replies, his smile soft and slightly pained as he settles back a bit to meet Kieren's eyes. "We didn't become werewolves for Remus. Could have, rather easily, but that was never the plan."

Lifting his hand, he runs his fingers through Kieren's hair, making the strands faintly damp. "We became something that could co-exist with him. Between me, Kell, and Magnus, there must be some spell to enable me to do something similar here. With you. Not sure what it might be yet, but I've confidence I can figure it out. And I will. Do you trust me?"