Having clearly taken note of the lull in their conversation, Carl tentatively approached Sirius’ corner of the shop. “Hey Doc, do you have a moment?”<br/>Sirius had already seen him glancing their way. Though the man had enough sense not to comment on Draco’s situation, Sirius knew his coworkers must have been able to figure it all out on their own; the biggest giveaway being that they had subtly replaced the usual chatter of daytime radio with a station playing nondescript pop music.<br/>Though a bunch of old sods, Sirius was yet again struck with appreciation for his coworkers.<br/>“Yeah, coming,” he said, having already reached for a rag to wipe his hands with.<br/>As he stood, he nodded vaguely towards the break room, as his eyes found Draco; a suggestion that he’d make a detour now that he was up. “D’you want a cuppa?”