Sirius stared at Dom. Her words stung and his thoughts were a confusing mess. Did she really want to have a child with him so much? When she left the room, Sirius winced. Shit! He really did not want to fight with her and part of it had been his fault. Alright, most of it had been his fault. He sank down on the bed.
Maybe he should apologize. No, certainly he should apologize. But Sirius hated that. He hated to admit that he was wrong, not if there was any other way to deal with this. So he decided that sitting on the bed with his legs crossed and glaring at their wardrobe was the right thing to do.