*Sirius thinks, briefly, that he's not quite sure what she's talking about--and then, he does, but whatever misgivings he may be feeling are subsumed under the fact that someone is controlling those giants and giving them orders, and this man is courier for their payment. So. Fine. This is how they do things now. Sirius squares his shoulders and gestures to the door.*
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Date: 2011-06-15 07:09 pm (UTC)Right. After you, then.