[ Remus looks at their strange surroundings when James' gesturing directs his attention to them, trying to remember it better—Mulciber falling off his broom, being that young—but he doesn't waste much time on looking at trees or stretching his brain back toward the age of sixteen before he's drawn back to James. James-and-Sirius. His favorite two-headed tangle of wizard in any universe.
Not. a. crier.
The look from Sirius helps with that. They have to tell him everything. And that carries James past real enough to be miraculous and into real enough to be difficult. It does nothing to dampen Remus' crooked smile, relief and delight so far off the chart that they could probably be halved before the difference was visible, but it keeps his feet on the ground.
He rubs his mouth and leaves his hand there, fingers splayed. Doesn't point out that his least favourite Hogwarts foods are now irrelevant since none of them are here, and his least favourite alien jungle foods are all of them. Except the tiny dragons. He'll complain later.
For now he's grinning and talking through his hand: ]
As you can see, that will be a very difficult task.
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Not. a. crier.
The look from Sirius helps with that. They have to tell him everything. And that carries James past real enough to be miraculous and into real enough to be difficult. It does nothing to dampen Remus' crooked smile, relief and delight so far off the chart that they could probably be halved before the difference was visible, but it keeps his feet on the ground.
He rubs his mouth and leaves his hand there, fingers splayed. Doesn't point out that his least favourite Hogwarts foods are now irrelevant since none of them are here, and his least favourite alien jungle foods are all of them. Except the tiny dragons. He'll complain later.
For now he's grinning and talking through his hand: ]
As you can see, that will be a very difficult task.