You're never an idiot.

[The words are thick on his tongue as emotion threatens to close his throat. The sincerity of James' statements is overwhelming, and there's a sharp sensation in his chest as he struggles to find a better answer.]

Don't be sorry. Never- never be sorry. Gods, James I-

[He closes his eyes, arching back into the fingers trailing about his neck.]

I can't think of anywhere else I wanna be then with you.