[James feels that wistfulness radiating off of her, the strange feeling of becoming familiar again with a place once called home. It's alien to him; he never felt such things like homesickness, or an odd melancholy in returning home after a long trip. He never truly missed the estate in that way, thanks in part to his strained relationship with his father when he was younger than he is now.
He thinks to himself that he would miss it more, now that Devon lived there. He's glad that he's able to come with her on this vacation, this time.
He takes in the small details of the house, finding them quaint and novel. Eventually he takes it upon himself to peer over Devon's shoulder at Ian's papers, what with their impressive scores.]
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He thinks to himself that he would miss it more, now that Devon lived there. He's glad that he's able to come with her on this vacation, this time.
He takes in the small details of the house, finding them quaint and novel. Eventually he takes it upon himself to peer over Devon's shoulder at Ian's papers, what with their impressive scores.]
Someone has a mind for numbers.