Sirius stared at Albus then admitted, "Last time I saw your dad, he was one year old, so I can't say. You have the same eyes, that's for sure. Green. Like Lily's."
He rubbed his nose with the back of his hand to take care of an itch. "Yeah? Like Tolkien? I know his writing. Read some of it as a kid..."
Looping his head to look at Albus, Sirius wrinkled his forehead. "I'm better than alright, I'm fucking brilliant!" However, his voice cracked when he spoke, betraying the emotion beneath the bravado.