[ What the darkness holds for Sirius, he can't even conceive. He can't imagine how it'll warp and change him later, into something wicked and warped. Stories of any fairies lost to their corruption are lost, and if they even exist, are perhaps only known to the elite academics of the Aqua Clan. Academics aside, only to fairy royalty itself. Inevitably, Sirius is still a moth drawn to a flame. He wants to dissect and understand. It's only natural for the darkness to stir his interest, one way or another.

Humanity had been as equally fascinating to him before. He'd been obsessed. ]

Of your own volition, I take. [ As no one unwillingly in shackles should smile or laugh in such a way. ] I will keep your secret, Sebastian, should you like to remain so unassuming. Should it even need be one, without the laws of the human realm to make it an ordeal.

[ Sirius seems to have shed his own interest in disguises. Most of his human body's features had been originally predecided to fit his queen's demands, anyway. ]

I wonder how much longer we might stay in this place. It's a space that bends and twists like a human's heart does, but it doesn't seem to belong to anybody.