Remus nodded, unable to face Sirius and instead pressing the side of his face into the man's torso. Dorcas's death a very strange void in him, one he had been trying ignore; he had long ago accepted her role in Sirius's life, in Orion's, in everyone's, but his relationship with her was very different. He had never gotten along with her, resented her as much as she resented him, and they had probably caused each other more pain than any outsider could truly appreciate. He wasn't sure if he would want to attend her burial - and if she would even want him there, for that matter.
"How will you claim it without getting caught?" he asked, his chest tightening in worry. He didn't know if he'd be able to handle Sirius arrested; he needed him here, in sight and safe. He knew Sirius had to do this, but he wasn't sure if he would easily accept the reason why.