James listened carefully, but he couldn't say he understood any of it. He didn't have protégés nor did he want the responsibilities. However, even more importantly, he couldn't understand how anyone could hate so much. Sure, he wanted Voldemort dead, but he didn't care about making him hurt himself or even beg. However, he knew what Severus was trying to say.
"If it becomes something, we can stop," he said.
He nodded. "Ready." He knew that was more that he'd get in the real world.