I don't know what to say

He heard the man coming before he spoke, but he waited until he was side by side the warlord. Sirius greeted him as soon as he matched pace, but Grimshaw could only offer a small smile with a flicker of worry. Had how he been doing since the loss of Zee? He would be the first to admit that he hardly knew the woman, but he still knew what loss felt like. Perhaps he couldn't sympathize with the man in this specific way, but he could to a point. Though he hoped he wouldn't have to. Bringing up feelings of loss never bode well with the young man, but he supposed if the warlord needed someone to talk to, he'd be there to listen. "It's good to see you, Sirius. How have you been?" he asked, slowing his pace to a simple walk from his trot.

"Speech!"