Dom frowned. It wasn't about stopping her fear, it was about being distracted from it. If she wasn't here, thinking about it, then she wouldn't have to worry about it.
As Sirius pulled her into an embrace, Dominique didn't fight it. She wrapped her own arms around him tightly, burying her head in his shoulder. "No, but sometimes she's easier to talk to. She doesn't start yelling at me." Usually. "And if Petersen gets bored of you, I'm going to fucking kill him," she said calmly. It was just a matter of fact. "But I'll try. I tend to avoid problems rather than confront them."