this part of my lobotomy

Magnus waited while it took Sirius a moment to answer, yet what he responded with wasn't far off of the truth, if at all. He was right in a lot of ways, though perhaps not so much the way it was worded. Bored of his life in the willows maybe, but no so much as to sound desperate. Hunting with a group did sound appealing; it had been so long since the last. Mulling over his words a bit, he finally smiled a faintly and sighed softly.

"You're not wrong there, just maybe a bit off." He made him sound desperate, when in reality he was just living life as it came at him. Bored in the moment sure, but never fully bored. Of course, joining a pack would likely give him some purpose he was lacking lately, but that was a secret not worth sharing. "I accept then." He nodded once, certain he was making at least a worthwhile decision.

"Speech"