Regulus had been mumbling the whole way up to St. Mungos. Mostly about Sirius being a prat. But sometimes about what he was going to do. What if they didn't believe him? What if they killed him on the spot? Well didn't matter, Regulus had planned to die in order to destroy the locket in the first place, at least if he was killed he would have passed on the information.
He had been staring at his feet mostly, just thinking about the thousand of various outcomes. Regulus wondered if he should stay at St. Mungos, but he thought against it remembered Andromeda's small child. He wagered now that the Death Eaters knew he was alive, after a while they would start looking for him, and if they came here. Well, he knew they would not hesitate hurting people. Especially if they were known Order members.
There it was, the enterance to St. Mungo's. It looked like it held up well considering. The whole building held up fairly well actually, it seemed to be a smart place to make base. Medical supplies and food already there. Regulus meandered up, "Hello?"