Sirius sighed, scrubbing a hand over his face. Finally, he answered.
"Awful. It was something I had to think about, all the time when I was in Azkaban," he said slowly. "I had no idea what had happened to your Mum, Patrick. And there was this one Death Eater; he always sort of had it out for her, and I never knew if he was in with me or still out running free somewhere. So I get it. All right? I do."
He stepped forward a bit, not particularly sure why.