Kieren sort of sits there like a rag doll, letting Sirius push and pull him around, lifting his arms to help with the shirt up. He feels a touch listless, now that the energy is bleeding out from him, but he keeps listening to Sirius. "I was in a fright," he says, his voice small. He actually hadn't thought about calling anyone because he'd been too busy trying to get out of there without getting himself killed.

Staring down at Sirius, he's weary and still a bit scared, wondering what that creature had been. "I just ran," he admits, quietly. "I think, I think that thing or person, whatever it was, I think that they weren't trying to hurt me, not really."