"What, you wouldn't fight a bear for me?" He teases, looking over at James with a grin. They watch the deer for awhile, but the doe eventually spots them and takes off, with the fawn trotting along behind. He stands up straight at that and leans against James' side, wrapping his arms around his waist and pushing him gently over towards a soft looking patch of grass near the edge of the lake. "Sweet nothin' an' relaxin' time."