James chewed on that piece of information for a moment, suddenly unsettled. It wasn't the first time that the possibility of some more troubling people arriving had occured to him, but with the troll currently trying to deafen them both, it all seemed a little closer to home. James' stomach turned uncomfortably as he thought of Lily. Lily and the new baby. They couldn't do it like that again, he wasn't sure he had the strength in him. But maybe he was getting ahead of himself...
"Hm?" he looked up at Peter, trying to catch the tail end of the conversation. Legilimency? "What about it?"
He listened silently, his own worries shoved safely to the back of his head for now. A part of James wished they didn't have to talk about this. He'd been enjoying spending time with Wormtail and not thinking about any of that stuff, but here they were again. He sighed, shoving an annoying few strands of dark hair away from his forehead. "I wouldn't be surprised. I heard You-Know-Who was pretty good at it, so makes sense that Bellatrix would have picked it up somewhere. I don't know how good at it she was, though - maybe she needed you close by to do it, so the stuff with your family was more to keep you in line. Or maybe she's a psychotic hag. Perhaps both." He scuffed his shoe absently against the flagstones, sliding his hands into his pockets. "Either way, you couldn't have known what she was pulling out of your head."
James couldn't help but straighten up slightly at the mention of Harry, like the idea of his weirdly adult son inflated him a little. Could you blame him? It was hard not to turn into a smug prat every time his boy was mentioned, really. He grinned, finding the smile came readily with the change of subject. "Well... Not to sound too up myself, but he's probably the best thing I've ever done," James admitted, then shrugged easily and shot the other man an easy smile. "Well, top three, at any rate."
James watched Peter finish off the spells, a deep line etching itself between his eyebrows as he frowned. "Obviously," he sighed, falling into step beside Peter as they started off down the corridor. "But why couldn't he be happy with someone who isn't a complete tosser?"