When Sirius came back in, he was irritated. Dominique could tell. But she couldn't figure out why. Unless he knew about Damon feeding on Elena, which she hadn't told him, she couldn't think what he had to be angry over.
"Er. Not that I can think of?" She had the feeling that she wasn't going to like Sirius being angry any more than he'd liked her being angry. She crossed her own arms defensively and tucked her legs up closer to her. "Should there be?"