[What will it feel like to be lied to? Perhaps it will be the inverse of the tug of honesty, or what Sirius takes for honesty, simple enough to be harmonious. He used to fancy himself at being clever with people lying to him, watching for their tells and catching them out. Fearsomely good at card games except against a select few, who he thought he could catch in turn. Only that didn't work out so well, did it, so perhaps he shouldn't trust that sense any longer.

Team links up with that feeling quite nicely. Sirius, an amputated part of a tightly-knit team, a quarter of which is now dead (and whose fault is that, Peter's, yeah, ultimately Peter's and he will pay for it, and yet if Sirius'd not been so cocky, if he'd thought a second longer), pricks up at the word. The depth of feeling and sacrifice is familiar, resonates on a level not found until now.]

With no chance to say goodbye, I'm guessing. So it's you being here that keeps them safe, and the whole world, too? It's noble. I'll say that for it. Works hell on a sense of obligation. A friendly way of keeping their ranks filled.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not opposed to keeping the whole world from ending.