Who: Walburga and Regulus Black When: After Evan's post Where: Their cottage What: Walburga's trying to awkwardly comfort her son Rating/Status: TBD/In progress
Walburga couldn't say she knew what had happened on the journals between Sirius and Regulus or any of the others, but it was obvious to her that something was the matter. As little as she understood how to comfort people, she figured it was probably important to try. She'd treat it like she would any time Alphard got upset. She'd figure it out as she went.
Quietly, Walburga made her way to Regulus' room, lightly knocking on the door before pushing the door open. "Darling?" She didn't know if she should interrupt, but she also couldn't say that she shouldn't. It was rare for anyone to catch Walburga with any vulnerable emotions displayed on her face, but at the moment, the concern was obvious enough. There was a moment of pause before she said, "Tell me if I am wrong or if you would prefer your space, but is something the matter? You seemed...off." Another pause followed those words as she tried to figure out the proper words. "Do you...Is there something you require?"