God. That laugh. How had he gone this long without that laugh?
"I love you so much," he told her, ignoring her questions for the moment. It felt important to say it. He'd spent hours lying awake over the last six weeks, staring at the canopy, trying desperately to remember if he'd said it on the night he'd arrived here. Reluctantly, James released his grip a little, letting Lily fall gently back to earth.
"Are you okay?" He asked her urgently, reaching up to push some of her hair away from her face. It seemed that all he did at the moment was ask people that question, but he couldn't help himself. Just like he couldn't stop staring at her. She was beaitiful, and just how he remembered her. That was good - maybe they were from around the same time.
He sighed, reluctant but knowing he couldn't avoid Lily's questions forever. As much as he might like to. Her mention of Sirius made guilt twist uncomfortably the pit of his stomach. He would have to check on him soon. Without really wanting to, James relaxed his grip on his wife's waist, instead reaching for her hand and pulling her towards a nearby wall. This was definitely a sitting down conversation.
"It's... do you remember much from last week?" He asked, sitting down without letting go of her hand. "Did anyone tell you anything about the castle bringing people here? And... well, time travel?"