"I didn't say we were angels. We made mistakes. A fucking lot of them, it seems. But you're making a lot of assumptions Reg. Like it bring two on one. We don't know that. They didn't tell me what happened, and you weren't there. In fact, it's very unlikely that dear old Dad was on his own doing whatever the fuck he was doing. 'Both sides were bad' is a shitty argument to use when one side wants actual genocide and the other side is trying to stop it."
Sirius rolled his eyes hard enough to dislocate his neck.
"Wow, I'm really fucking glad to hear she tortured people less after he died. That sure does make her a saint. Fuck, you said she hurt you too, why are you defending her?" He kicked a rock in his path viciously. "I'm sorry about that, you know. I didn't think she touched you. I thought when I left she wouldn't have anything to be angry about and she'd leave you alone." He knew he'd called for the subject change, but clearly that wasn't happening.