[God, a part of him wants to laugh as she fills the empty space next to him, on his bed. She really was an oblivious woman, wasn't she? That, or she didn't think much of him in way of being an adult male with certain inclinations towards the female kind -- especially someone who he's going to be wed to, in the future. To James, that's already opened a lot of doors that would otherwise have remained closed with a woman he's only known for a short period of time.

And so he reaches over with his hand, gently turning her head in his direction and running a thumb over that faint line of a scar. He leans in, slowly, prepared to judge her reaction -- and to act accordingly.]

You're right... it seems to have healed up fine.

[And now that he has her where he wants, he has to tease her with that smile of us, and a tone that matches.]

You know, I wonder, is coming here because you were worried the only reason?