"Guess that does sort of lend you it's own sort of appeal." Sirius agreed, Jamie would have to be more selective about who he showed off for when he couldn't be certain if someone was interested in him or just interested in snagging the son of a hero. "Oh good, I'd hate to think you were spending all your time worrying about what people wanted from you and not enjoying yourself at all."
The game was strange, the seat and wheel like he was in some sort of automobile, but there was a screen ahead of him rather than actual road, he supposed it made some sort of sense, but he was nearly positive he was going to be absolute rubbish at this. "He rode a dragon." Sirius said a little dumbly, "Every time I think you've told me the most interesting thing your dad has done you hit me with something new." He said shaking his head, it was hard to wrap his mind around the idea that the little baby he'd held in his arms had ridden a dragon, that he'd defeated Voldemort, that he'd essentially put an end to dark wizards, but Jamie seemed to be living proof of all of that. "So what about you then?" Sirius asked, "Is quidditch it? Or will you make a shift at some point?"
Sirius nodded, not like they could do much more than that really. "Right, I like the not stressed thing - that's very much what I'm interested in these days." He told him with a small teasing grin. "So what do you think? How do we start these things?"