Draco softly stirred the instant coffee in with the boiling water, liking the repetitive motion that made him feel like he had some level of purpose. He sincerely hoped that he hadn’t been to presumptuous in assuming that he would be able to stay, if only for the rest of the day, but it didn’t seem like Sirius had any protests against it.<br/>“What do you do?” He asked, taking a sip from his coffee before even touching his food; it was far more needed in that moment. He knew that he still had a phone that he was going to have to face eventually, but for now the task of breakfast seemed easier.<br/>“I don’t think you ever told me,” he added, feeling fairly certain that that was something he would have remembered.