James and Severus
Severus turns at the sight--well, more the feel--of James stepping up. He lifts a hand and gently claps James' shoulder, giving the other man a smile. A small one. Severus is happier today than practically every day he's had his entire life, but he's still Severus Snape. Not exactly full of sunshine and rainbows.
But pleasant and happy today, at any rate. "You can see." He motions toward where Daisy is on the ride nestled between Neal and Damon, laughing her head off. Her dark hair flips around her face, and the new doll she received from James that morning is clutched tightly in her hands. "I imagine she'll sleep with it tonight."