"Course we are. I mean, I did suggest that we just sack you off and head back for some early breakfast, but Sirius was having none of it."
It was easier to make a joke sometimes. Easier than showing how Remus' rasped comments tugged at him. He hated that his friend had got used to doing this alone. No one should have to go through something like this anyway, but without anyone to help... bloody hell. Why was he so stupid. If he'd just told Dumbledore they were planning to use Peter...
But this wasn't the time to think about that. As gently as he possibly could, James finished easing Remus into his jacket and turned to the bag, rummaging through the potions and balms that they'd packed just in case.
"Here," he passed some pain potion to Sirius so he could distribute it along with the drinks. "That should take the edge off."