Sirius saw the look and slowly put his wand away, arms crossing over his chest instead. "If I tried to hug you, you'd likely have hexed my face off thinking I was about to take a shot at you," he pointed out, a bit wry but honest.
"Don't think I'm not bloody glad if you're not dead, and not His, Reg. I am. But I need to understand what's going on. So answer whichever you want, first. Just answer."