"You need to relax, Reg," and Regulus would cry right there if his brother wasn’t still looking at him. He didn't know when he made that distinction. When Sirius wasn't the safest person in his life anymore. When Sirius wasn't the one he could turn to with wet eyes and expect —indubitably— to be held. "No one can get near the house. It’s under Fidelius and no one even knows who the secret keeper is except me, Pads and Lily." 