Having managed to achieve clothes, Sirius had been reluctant to switch back to his animal form. It's nice wearing proper clothes, especially freshly laundered ones. Granted it doesn't fit the best, but he'll manage, especially since he's managed to find a jacket with a hood. The more he can keep his face hidden, the better.

Still, human form is dangerous in the event someone recognizes him, so he sticks to back alleys, casually looking in garbage bins for something that might resemble edible food. He doesn't really expect to be spoken to.

It's a useful piece of information though.

"Thanks," he replies with a nod and his voice sounds foreign to him. It has been a long time since he's spoken with anyone.