"I dunno, it's kinda nice. I've never felt this before, an' I like it." He shrugs and slides his fingers between James', bringing their palms together and looking up at him with a soft smile. James asks him what he wants to know and Davin's expression goes a little thoughtful.

"Are we like this as you remember, too? Am I the pauper t'your prince, I mean?" Davin furrows his brow slightly and looks down at their entwined hands. "Why d'ya even like me? I have nothin' to offer ya."