Wasn't your fault, but I'm not gonna let anyone ever break things like that again. I'll fight him fist to fist if I have to. [He can't say the name right now, doesn't want to with this peace between them, and so he lets the threat die on the end of his tongue. He'd much rather lean up into James' touch, focus on the feel of fingers over such a delicate part of him.]

...you're the only one that gets to do this, y'know? Wouldn't trust anyone else.