No one is close to tracking him down yet. Good for him. She hopes it stays that way but she knows better than to hold her nonexistent breath for that long.

"If there is so much as a peep about your whereabouts or the sort, I'll let you know," Clara promises him. She'll keep her ear to the ground, so to speak, for any rumblings about a Sirius Black. "Do you need somewhere to rest? Anything at all?"

She tries to keep herself composed and calm but it's hard. The idea of someone she knows, cares for really, possibly being hunted down is hard to digest. Sirius has been nothing but a polite and good man to her. Who could think he would be capable of a crime grave enough for prison?