Bellatrix gave another slight prod of her boot to Remus's back but he was no longer moving. She did not know how long he could survive like this, but she figured eventually she would tell one of his idiotic little friends to come rescue him. Maybe. If she remembered after leaving him to suffer for a few days. At this point the only thing sparing Remus's life was the prospect of him telling the rest of the Order just what Sirius had done to him, but she truly did not care one way or another.
"You did well," she said to Sirius, even if she was more frustrated with his constant fighting against the curse than pleased with the moments where he had tortured Remus quite exquisitely. She did not want him remembering his lapses, his moments of doubt and that meant offering the rare piece of false praise as much as it made her cringe internally. "And now it is time to return home," she added, not waiting for a response before her hand curled around Sirius's shoulder and she apparated the both of them back to the Manor grounds. There was still work to be done, resetting all of her silent commands.