"Ah," he said at her last words. Almost as if that made up his mind he offered her his arm. "Cissa?" A question as to whether she would take the offered arm. "We'll have some tea and maybe some cake and we'll talk." There were a few of the Black family in residence around here including Nymphodora who had taken up with Remus. "Young Tonks," he said with a smile, "nice young lady. Completely unlike her Aunt." He meant Bellatrix.
"How is young Draco?" His contact with Cissa's son was sparing at best, through choice as much as anything. Harry had never had time for him, in fact he had made his hate for him well known and Sirius had decided to maintain his relationship with his Godson rather than risk it by attempting to get to know Draco. Perhaps this would change now. Lots of things seemed to have the capacity to change. "4 children, one very amazing wife," he said with a smile.