[And because James knows Sirius so well--or because this situation has been more or less played out any number of times between them--sure enough, when the lift doors slide open, there's Sirius, and then there's Sirius, leaping on James with a shout. It's a jump into his arms, sort of, the force of which will shove James back, maybe against the wall, but Sirius is too happy and manic and excited to think too much on any consequences, right now he's just: James James James James fun James fun James James, and he crushes his cheek against James' shoulder, holding tightly to him.]
James!
[And then he untangles himself so he can grin, hard, at James, holding him at arm's length--]
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James!
[And then he untangles himself so he can grin, hard, at James, holding him at arm's length--]
The ship, James-- bloody hell--