[ James wouldn't necessarily call it suffering, but it is indeed strange. ]

Well, yeah, but where is-

[ And then Sirius is moving and talking very quickly and James is just caught almost-laughing because really, Padfoot, if you could see your face right now. But he gets lost in the ranting and the sudden changes in topic, and while James normally prides himself in being able to speak Sirius Black, he's just gotten himself out of a pod and showered and had all sorts of strange things happen and it's a little much. The only word that he's able to pick up (besides Remus, because oh thank merlin, remus is here. maybe they'll survive after all) ]

Space? What? How're we in- no I've already got into my locker. Had the cloak and map in it, kind of worthless when we're not at school, though, don't you think?

[ He might react a little more to being manhandled by his best mate if he wasn't so used to it, not in the least bit bothered when Sirius grabs his arm and turns it over, probably has to push up his sleeve, and there it is. A tattoo. James sees it and pulls his arm back, just because that's not supposed to be there ]

What's this supposed to be?