What had happened now? It was exhausting, sometimes, keeping up with the drama here. James definitely didn't remember it being like this at school. Maybe that was what time travel and war did, or maybe he just had a serious case of rose tinted vision. Whatever it was, it wasn't exactly the relaxing post-war era he'd been imagining.
James twisted slightly on the bed so he was facing Lily properly, his knee already starting to bounce under her hand. "Start with Wormtail," he replied after a moment. "Then you can cheer me up with whatever goes on in Pads' head."
Or he bloody hoped it would work that way, anyway.