Sirius glared at her more because of his inability than anything else. Learning how to stand… ugh, what was he? A toddler? “I don’t think I will ever be comfortable with blades under my bloody boots.”
With a death-grip on Dom’s hands he managed to find a certain balance. Slowly he let go of her hands, and ta-da still stood upright. Not with the grace he normally had and certainly not in a way his mother would approve of. Damn that woman was a drilling machine.