"You're going to be fine," James said firmly, because if he was sure of anything it was that the Marauders could go through hell and back and be fine. They were tough, so long as they had each other.
James messed up his hair with his good hand and then stood up. "I should get back to Lily and Harry."
Reaching down, James clapped Remus on the shoulder with his one remaining arm, looked him in the eye meaningfully, and said, "All right?"
It was more than just a request for confirmation that it was okay for James to go. He was making sure Remus was going to be all right. He wanted to know that even if he didn't get his memory back, he'd be all right. He'd try with them, let them remind him about Sirius. He'd be okay. They all would.