While he knew that she hadn't been starting to say 'really', he had no idea what she'd started of trying to say. He did spare a glance to Balthazar, who looked uncomfortable now, and he tried not to be irrationally smug that it had been 'confirmed' that 'he knew Lily better'. But he was. He very much was.
"Figured she may have," he said, pleased. He leaned back on the couch in an entirely satisfied manner, crossing his hands behind his head. He kind of really wanted to share this information with Sirius. Lily had been talking about... him...
It sank back in that Lily wasn't around anymore, and the smug wore off almost instantly, returning to the apathy and sullenness he'd had before.
James... Potter. Balthazar turned very obviously and stared for a full moment, his mouth falling open slightly before he looked up to regard Jaime and then looked back to James.
The fact that there had been no obvious reaction when he'd said his name was evidence enough to him that this teen had not heard the full story, and Jaime's slip was also indicative of the fact that she had, and he had no idea how to handle this. Should he make up some excuse and leave before he exposed something inappropriate?
... Did it really matter, now that Lily was... gone? Not that he was going to come right out and say, 'oh, by the way, I nearly fucked your future wife' but... if it did come out was... that really such an issue now?
Maybe it was just safer if he kept his mouth shut for the moment.