Remus shoots the other boy a withering glance. Does he remember young love? Who does James think he is? James himself?

"Hello to you too, James," he replies in turn, though he does as any good friend might and leans into the arm around his shoulders. James is a good mate, after all. Even if he's got his head in the clouds sometimes, and up his own arse at others.

"The pair of you certainly took your time finding us," he comments, not that he's complaining. He'd welcomed his moment of solitude with Sirius, but he can see that it's done now. "We were thinking we might need to send out a search party pretty soon."