Davin's eyes widen just a bit as James leans in, but he kisses him back. He even tries to follow when James pulls away, and then blushes and opens his eyes. He missed this so much, but at James' question he bites his lip and takes James' hand to lead him over to the sofa.

"Come sit," he says, pulling James down next to him. He's quiet for a moment while he gathers his thoughts, and then he looks up at James with an earnest expression. "It's okay, Jamesy. I just-- I wanna know that you're sure. Now that you have a chance to calm down and really think about it, are ya sure?"

He looks around the room, from the ancient spell book open on the coffee table to his familiar's fluffy tail peeking out from his cubby hole and back at James again. "'Cause I'm a witch, James. I'm always gonna be a witch. It's in my blood an' as much as I care about ya, an' I really do, I have t'be true to myself."

He takes both of James' hands in his own and looks at him with a resolute expression on his face. "If ya want t'be with me, ya have to be with all of me. Ya don't get t'pick and choose."