James half heartedly tried to duck out the way, smiling. "Nah," he said confidently. "I reckon someone will surprise you."
He'd never doubted it, not really. Sirius was his best friend, and as far as James was concerned there wasn't a better man in the world. Why wouldn't he find someone? He knew back home wasn't really conductive for that kind of stuff - James was lucky that he'd found Lily at school. But perhaps that would be a silver lining to this place.
He sensed Sirius didn't want to keep talking about it, no matter how much James wanted to convince him. Maybe he'd bring it up again later, but for now he shut up. James started walking again, quickly catching Sirius' wrist on the way past and giving it a reassuring squeeze.
"Ah, my favourite." They'd rounded the corner to the next stretch, where the backwards hallway seemed to tip underneath them. "How much firewhisky do you reckon someone had before the dreamed this up?"