Remus' warm laugh filled the room. He certainly wouldn't ever think of James as imperceptive. "That person got very, very lucky." In more ways than one, but that wasn't a part of this conversation. "I've never seen myself that way. Not everyone has the good looks and self-confidence you do. Appearances can also be deceiving. People hide parts of themselves, physical, emotional, mental, for a variety of reasons" he added, thinking of the scars he still only allowed Regulus to see, both those on his body and a few of those on his heart.
"I'm not suffering," he chuckled. He hurt, it stung when he moved wrong and pulled the skin, but he was a long way from suffering. "Pain is good for a person in small doses. Helps you know when something's wrong."
Remus left off the topic of theory for a moment. They were talking the point of it in circles by this time, in any case. Instead, he fixed James with a pointed look. "Rabastan Lestrange might very well have information we could use. He spent a year and a half with Voldemort at his full strength. It's entirely possible he has information regarding things Voldemort no longer remembers at seventeen, but which would be beneficial to us in preventing him from gaining more power. But, he wasn't the only one.
"How long as Selwyn been back? What information could he tell us about this incarnation of Voldemort? How many from this time might he have brought to his side without our knowing it? We know he used Greyback to recruit werewolves in a manner similar to the attack on Dominique. Who's to say that wasn't exactly what that was? For that matter, can we be certain no one else has returned and managed to get off the grounds without being caught by the Aurors? Your grandfather managed well enough. Had she not come back in the middle of lunch, I wouldn't guarantee Bellatrix wouldn't have."
Remus sighed tiredly, his own list of examples depressing him a little. "There's too much we don't know to assume it's just him we have to worry about."