"I'm about as well as one might think," Regulus replied, looking at Gaius, and then he nodded thanks to Harry. "I'll be right there."
He rose and took a pinch of Floo powder to throw on the flames, and he stepped through to Haven's Loft. It gave him a pang to look around the familiar surroundings and know Sirius wasn't there - wouldn't be back - but he forced himself to smile politely at the others, ingrained manners kicking in.
"I..." He broke off and gave a mirthless chuckle. "I have no idea what to say. He said he was trying to fix the damage he caused. Was that even necessary? Did it work?" He was suddenly desperate to know it had and that Sirius hadn't sacrificed himself for nothing.