[Remus hesitates, not really keen to be away from James when he looks this exhausted. After a moment he untangles his arm and goes to the door, opening it and looking inside. It's not fluffy and pink, thankfully; in fact there's no colour. But there's a picture of them, and there's music...so much music. He turns to look at James again, eyes widening.] J, this is fantastic! Is this mine?
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