Davin blushes slightly when James compliments him and nods, biting back a smile at James' hand on his back. "Was that a legitimate concern?"

He laughs a little, but then he remembers what James had told him. He wanted to meet the Coombs with an open mind, reserve judgment for himself, but it's kind of hard not to look at them through a James colored lens. He curls his arm loosely around James' back. "I'm fine, thanks for askin'. But how are you doin'? This can't be too easy on ya."