Davin listens to James speak, eyes widening the further he goes. He seems to truly believe every word he's saying, but it doesn't make any sense. One thing is for certain, and that's that one of them is wrong. Now Davin isn't sure which one it is, and that scares him a bit.

"Wait, datin'? Like, we're together?" Davin flushes pink and bites his lip, taking a tiny step closer to James and looking up to meet his eyes. "Is that why I want t'take your hand so bad? It feels like I can, but I thought it was just... I dunno, wishful thinkin'?"

He bites his lip and laughs a little at the absurdity of it all. Somewhere a world exists where someone like James, a prince would want to be with a nobody like Davin. He can hardly believe it.