"There is no need to apologise." She pulled a tissue out of her pocket and wiped at his eyes, kissing the tip of his nose. "It’s a good thing, I suppose. Means all your memories of me were good, or most of them anyway." She said with a small wink in his direction. Sirius in that moment did not seem almost thirty five. He was a child again, his cousin patching him up and looking after him much like she had all those years, the years he had no recollection of now. Sirius chuckled along, hiding how much pain he was truly in by playing along with the jokes she was making. 