Swallowing, James looks at Davin's fingers wrapped around his, at the vial he presses into his hands. He understands Davin's concerns over his injuries, but actually if he had a choice, he wouldn't be accepting the potion to heal himself. He would deal with it the old fashioned way. James just feels like he's had enough magic for a very long time after the spell sending them to fairytale land and the dragon that almost killed them, it feels like enough. For them both.

But he looks at the worry in Davin's face, and he knows that all Davin wants is for him to feel better. He knows, and he appreciates that. That's why he drinks the potion and hands Davin back the empty vial with a softer smile on his face. "Only because you said please," he jokes with a wince, at both the taste and the ache when he laughs even the slightest.

"I'd say that's the weirdest thing that's ever going to happen to me, but I'm not sure anymore," he says shaking his head and then looks at Davin. "It was like...I don't know. I've never really seen that before..."