Gods he holds tight to the sink while he takes in a deep breath. Things were going to work out fine but ever since he woke up that morning, he's been internally fussing over anything and everything. The reaper scrubs his face with a hand before pulling out a charm from his bag. He puts it on before shoving his sleeve back down.

"I know, I know," James sighs, shouldering his bag and heading out of the bedroom. A small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

He nods. "You look more than ready. Like a kid told they're going to Disney. Or a dog and a car ride. Don't think I've ever seen you this excitable."