James squeezes Davin closer, observing the slight tightness that flashes across his features. He definitely doesn't want Davin to feel stressed, not tonight, when they each have been through so much drama as it stands. He nods back at him. "Yes, of course," he says, taking Davin's other hand, threading their fingers together. Normally, he'd feel some anxiety about charms and spells and magic, but that feeling is no longer inside of him. He just feels happy and content.

Yawning sleepily, he lets his head snuggle down into the pillow. "I think I am more tired than I thought," he confesses, feeling his body growing heavy now that he's eaten and comfortable.