"I'm saying that you wouldn't want that," Kieren replies instantly, seeing as he could plenty try, but he imagines that it wouldn't go over very well. He gives Sirius a bemused laugh when the wand suddenly pokes out. "Was that always there?" he asks, able to look past the pain for that disbelief.

He heads over to the sofa and settles in, shaking his head at the offer of alcohol. "How about a lager after," he suggests. "That way it's a reward for sitting through and bearing the worst of it."