"It's fine. I'm used to it." Sirius frowned and looked back at Remus over his shoulder, for once thinking exactly about what he's saying and how Remus might receive it. Not usually his style, but Remus is the one who's most likely to bring out that kind of consideration in him, at least when it's just them. Maybe it's just the awareness of how thoughtful Remus is in turn. He's earned it. "I don't mean like you're used to it. Just... Pain. Dark magic. That's family night in the Black household."

Of course he's using humour, the way he almost always does when talking about his family. He pulls away from Remus, just enough to be able to put his shirt back on. "I might want to cut it out to be rid of it. Then we can use cream."