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What's this? Why'd you call it- no, Sirius, stop I-
[ there's a pause, sounds of a struggle and what could probably pass as a triumphant laugh. ]
Right! Name's James Potter. 'pparently you can leave things here for me to read later? Brilliant.
Uh, what am I even supposed to say?
Wait, no, this is my bloody-
[ and the feed is cut off. blame sirius. ]
text - do we wanna handwave, log or action it? o:
but I'll see what I can do, no promise of course, but I'll see
[ it gets a little smile, though fleeting and weak, but it's something. james is expecting the awkward, of course, but he's hoping that their similar goal will make it alright. remus always did come first.
but he is coming. and whatever happens, he's got faith it'll work out. ]