James, for all he says he doesn't remember any of this, doesn't seem a stranger to being waited on in lush surroundings. Davin on the other hand is gaping like a fish as they enter the chambers. There's a big four poster bed off to one side, and Davin can't even imagine what it might be like to lay in that. He wants to help James, obviously, but getting a good night's rest wouldn't be such a terrible thing.
He turns to join James on the sofa, but he suddenly he just feels dirty and awkward. One of these things is not like the others, and it's Davin trying to sit in this plush bedroom like he belongs here. He's clean, because he may be living on the street but he still has his pride, but his clothes are old and worn. He squirms a bit awkwardly and does his best to ignore how out of place he feels.
"Mine either," he says with a quiet chuckle. He looks over at James and feels the strongest urge to curl up against his side, but he stays on his side of the sofa. He already feels awkward enough that he doesn't want to try and take any liberties. "But we'll figure it out, James. I'll help ya however I can, I promise."
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Date: 2015-04-23 02:49 am (UTC)He turns to join James on the sofa, but he suddenly he just feels dirty and awkward. One of these things is not like the others, and it's Davin trying to sit in this plush bedroom like he belongs here. He's clean, because he may be living on the street but he still has his pride, but his clothes are old and worn. He squirms a bit awkwardly and does his best to ignore how out of place he feels.
"Mine either," he says with a quiet chuckle. He looks over at James and feels the strongest urge to curl up against his side, but he stays on his side of the sofa. He already feels awkward enough that he doesn't want to try and take any liberties. "But we'll figure it out, James. I'll help ya however I can, I promise."