Sirius looked down at his clothing, pulling his shirt off from his skin with the tips of his fingers. "Nice." He muttered, feeling cold and wet and not finding the situation very humorous at the moment. To the others, he might've looked like a very wet dog. "I thought you would." He then replied to Nicnevin, shaking his head and heaving a great sigh. "But you..." He pointed a finger at Remus accusingly. He looked from Remus to Nicnevin, his eyes dancing with his inside laughter.
At the sound of firewhiskey he felt his head jerk, and his posture straightened a little. "I wouldn't think you would carry something on you like that." He said, almost sounding offended. "But neverless, who knows with you." He was speaking his mind out loud, taking a few steps towards her, and going to sit on the grass nearby. He looked up at her mused.
"You want us to go in and swim with you." The words he had spoken then came out slow for he was processing them clearly as his mind didn't seem to work that fast. "And I bet that was you're whole plan in the first place, eh?" His eyes narrowed, and he stood again. "But.. we are already wet. I don't see what could hurt now.." He grinned and looked over at the other two.
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