Regulus had been resurrected? Petersen was able to resurrect people? This was… as strange as anything else on the resort. That meant that he could help James. Of course, he could. Sirius was dead himself. At least, he was for others. But here he lived.
Sirius turned his attention back to his brother. He had missed a few sentences but his ears caught the last one. “Yes”, Sirius whispered though his voice sounded determined. “Yes, I think you do. Nobody has the right to consider himself superior to others just because they lack a certain talent. And nobody should torture and kill innocents.” Sirius shook his head in disappointment. “I never thought you would end up like this.”
It was right. Sirius never had. Of course, it would have been naïve to think that his little brother would one day see reason and turn his back on his family. But somehow deep down Sirius had always hoped he would. However he had not imagined Regulus to die in the way he did. Maybe as a pureblood bureaucrat who got pushed around by his wife and trying to live his life in the most riskless way he could.