Kieren is already feeling better soon after, the pain more a lingering memory than actual pain. He's rubbing at the wrist, but the twist is gone and it looks normal again. Forcing himself to breathe out and release the tension from his muscles, he gives Sirius an appreciate look, rolling it slowly and squeezing his fingers.

When it works, he leans in the small distance between them for a grateful kiss. "So," he murmurs, a playful hint in his tone, "I'm starting to think magic is definitely good for some things."