Sirius suddenly snaps to attention, realizing that it's his turn to say something. This is his story, and as much as Faolan is speaking up for him, he has to take some responsibility in this. Doesn't make it any less terrifying though. What happens if they don't believe him? There's no time to think about that now, though.

He takes a breath, and a step forward, forcing himself to meet Yasmine's eye.

"It was a Halloween night. I was out with some friends, enjoying ourselves until we received word of the murder. In my shock, I ran to my friend's, the victim's house, mostly because I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Of course, when I got there and saw what happened, I suppose I broke a little. That was really the last thing I remember clearly, as when I came to my senses I was in prison. From what I was told, whoever framed me had anticipated my arrival at the house, and placed further evidence to condemn me."