James smiles, feeling his happiness and good mood wash over him, now that
Davin is home. He reaches for Davin's hands as he talks about the hard work
he did today fixing up the truck he's been working on, squeezing his
fingers. While James isn't exactly an invalid, he does live in a cabin in
the woods after all, there is something he admires about Davin working so
well with his hands. James has lived a sheltered life so most things that
ever needed to be fixed, his family simply paid someone to do it.
He follows Davin over to the food, grabbing the bowl of salad, wine, and
bread to go along with their meal. Smiling a little sheepishly, he shrugs.
"I wouldn't exactly call it busy," he says as he arranges the items on the
table. "I may be running out of things to do. Which is why it's good you're
here. I can always find plenty of things to do with you."
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James smiles, feeling his happiness and good mood wash over him, now that Davin is home. He reaches for Davin's hands as he talks about the hard work he did today fixing up the truck he's been working on, squeezing his fingers. While James isn't exactly an invalid, he does live in a cabin in the woods after all, there is something he admires about Davin working so well with his hands. James has lived a sheltered life so most things that ever needed to be fixed, his family simply paid someone to do it.
He follows Davin over to the food, grabbing the bowl of salad, wine, and bread to go along with their meal. Smiling a little sheepishly, he shrugs. "I wouldn't exactly call it busy," he says as he arranges the items on the table. "I may be running out of things to do. Which is why it's good you're here. I can always find plenty of things to do with you."