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Sirius Black (the_grim) wrote in silverage,

Sirius arched a brow. "You know I wasn't actually looking to form a club, yeah?" He asked, mostly teasing her, but he didn't know her well enough to figure out if she was kidding about being able to find other disowned children. But the idea of sitting around with a bunch of kids with chips on their shoulders didn't sound appealing to him.

"That is a bright side, I suppose. I've still got my good looks and all my limbs," he glanced towards their empty drinks when she reached for hers and he sighed heavily.

"I should probably get going." He wasn't sure when the magical meeting was going to be over, but since he didn't have a bed to lure her -- or anyone else -- back into and he didn't plan on drinking anymore, he figured that meant it was about time for him to head home. Or at least to change venues. Maybe he'd go to the park or for an aimless walk before heading back to the welcome center. "My mates can't survive too long without me."