Everything about their interaction so far was leaving Draco rattled, and being identified as Narcissa’s kid was not making it any easier for him. He could feel his throat close up and tears welled in his eyes, which he quickly tried to push down, not wanting to make the other man uncomfortable, but also feeling that tears would likely be inevitable at some point.<br/>“I’m sorry, I just didn’t know who else to go to,” Draco stated, his voice quieter now in an attempt to stop himself from crying.<br/>He had barely told anyone about the situation he was in, having only managed to tell Pansy because she already knew, so it seemed as good as impossible to tell a virtual stranger about it. However, being able to see himself in Sirius like that was some source of comfort to him, recognising his own and his mum’s features in the strangers face being a strange, but warming, experience.<br/>“I-I don’t know what to do,” Draco added, his throat closing up further the tears fighting him to get to fall.