"Only if you end up wearing one yourself," Kieren feels compelled to say, because if he's going to wearing it, then Sirius better be wearing one too, to be equal and all. He takes Sirius' hand into his own to haul himself up, feeling weary and exhausted.

"You're not going to the sofa," he protests, because he hates sleeping alone unless he really has to. Even then, he'd much prefer not to have to do that. "Let's go to bed, but I'm not really up for anything," he admits.