"Nnnnope." He lifted his bag of goodies temptingly. "It does come bearing pastries and reading material, though." He set the bag down on Sirius' bedside table, flopping down into the chair handily placed beside Sirius' bed. "Assuming you haven't had your fill of peeled grapes and cards from your adoring fans, of course." Sirius had certainly had a few visitors, but if Fabian was honest, he'd almost expected to have trouble getting in the room round the bunches of flowers and balloons. Perhaps Sirius was on the outs with too many romantic partners to be fussed over.