"Where's your sense of adventure?" Davin teases, but he rolls off of James and hops to his feet, cheeks pink as he grins brightly at him. "I can't help it. You're the one gettin' me all riled up."

He takes James' hand and leads him back down the trail towards the campground, lacing their fingers together and leaning against him. A happy sigh escapes him and he squeezes James' hand, utterly content.