[She wasn't, unfinished. Sirius doesn't need it to be finished, he can work it out by the quick halt, forestalls any other elaboration by nodding, once. Right. Just best friend things, mentally working out what the other one means so you can get on with it. Everything he has to say to James could fill a textbook of its own, even if it was twelve empty years of Azkaban, there is still so much to say, but he knows James. Lily, Harry: important. He will not hold him here.
They start off, then, in the direction James has indicated. Sirius keeps his grip on James, no matter how awkward it makes the walk. He will let him go eventually. Not yet.]
Did you pick a place where you'd meet her up, or were you just trusting yourself to find her on your own?
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They start off, then, in the direction James has indicated. Sirius keeps his grip on James, no matter how awkward it makes the walk. He will let him go eventually. Not yet.]
Did you pick a place where you'd meet her up, or were you just trusting yourself to find her on your own?