"I wasn't being ordered to kill anyone, and I wasn't being told who I could be friends with. That was free enough for me," Regulus said firmly. "I can't take it off, and I can't take what I did back. It's a good reminder," he said, trying to not sound as defensive as he felt about it, putting a hand over his sleeve, where the mark rested below.
"You need someone to, you're bollocks at it otherwise," he sniffed disdainfully, but he shrugged and laughed, a bitter edge to it. "Right, owl Dumbledore and find him and the Order on my door in an hour. No thanks. I'll figure something else out."