James' smile widened at that, endlessly humored by the practicality of Sirius' question. They had almost immediately gone down a tangent James could never have predicted nor expected when going into interviewing a potential flat mate; and yet, James found this conversation to be more telling than any he might have orchestrated more intentionally.<br/>"Obviously," James grinned, brows once again furrowing to further the point. "Otherwise, what'd be the point?"<br/>The question was spoken rhetorically, lingering in the air between them as James took another sip. This time, his eyes remained on Sirius, mind going a million miles an hour.<br/>When he once again placed the glass on the table, his voice was less hypothetical, thought he smile continued to toy at the corner of his mouth. "And if the roof's elastic, you might get a paraglider out of it for the windy days."