James wishes he could see in the dark right now, and bemoans this damn eclipse because it's taking everything from him. When he hears the sound of garbage cans scraping against pavement and brick, he startles quickly and goes for the gun - sick as it makes him feel with the weight of the cold metal in his hand...he'd rather favor his life than that of a stranger.

When he sees what he assumes is a dog, James breaths a hefty sigh of relief. He can't place Sirius as a shifter - not without the powers he's dearly missing.

"Oh, thank fuck."