That was not one of the few possibilities Daryl had been entertaining during the span of silence. Maybe on the run from another faction or a group outside of London. Maybe making sure a stalker couldn't find him. Maybe just trying dodge taxes. Something a little more mundane than running from the cops.

Daryl's brows shot up, but he continued to stay quiet for a moment, processing that. He was kind of curious about the details now, sure, but he didn't need to know them. And it would be prying further to ask for them. As far as he could tell Sirius was a good guy, so maybe it was just something as stupid as parking fines not being paid. Well, no. One wasn't really 'on the run' over that unless it was in the tens of thousands range. But maybe Sirius had felt the need to rob a place and got caught. He hoped it was that and not something like domestic abuse, or worse.

"You hurt someone?" he finally asked, voice quiet, just to be sure he hadn't been reading the guy wrong all this time. If he needed to beat Sirius' ass, he would.