Sirius Black was not one to process his feelings. He was pretty terrible at handling the situation. He'd done some drinking, had some anonymous sex, and mainly ignored the thought that there might be something unusual going on. But for all of Padfoot's poor coping strategies, he hadn't ever avoided his friend. He could remain utterly clueless but still spend time with Moony and Steve. He was rather good at being clueless.
Padfoot turned away from the television when Moony sat next to him. "Hello," he said brightly. Either he didn't blame Moony for Emily's post, or he was ignoring yet another thing. "How goes?"