[Not quite collected to find the grim amusement in being asked for his name--it's been years--he answers outright.]
Sirius Black.
[Learning her name lacks the instantaneous familiarity of knowing Kavinsky's name, picked out of nothing. Sirius doesn't repeat her gesture, but his gaze darts ups if he'll be able to see his own temple.]
no subject
Sirius Black.
[Learning her name lacks the instantaneous familiarity of knowing Kavinsky's name, picked out of nothing. Sirius doesn't repeat her gesture, but his gaze darts ups if he'll be able to see his own temple.]
It's all recognition and no-- knowing, then.