Suddenly Regulus found himself staring at his older brother as if he had sprouted a second head. Was he serious? Yes... yes, he was. But why on earth would Sirius ask such a question? Did he not know what happened? Or was Sirius from after his untimely death? This was too odd.
"I was dead, if that's the information you're after," he mumbled into his glass, taking another drink to take the edge off the memory. "I believe the last memory I had before finding myself here was feeling my throat clogging up with water. Does that answer your question?" he asked, looking down at the bar rather than at his brother. A shudder ran through the younger Black's body. He was simply unable to suppress it and could only hope that it went unnoticed.