"Of course I want you along," he hums, brushing his nose against James', "I wanna share this part of me with you. I want you to know about what I do, about who I am."

He's never trusted anyone else with this knowledge, but with James? With James he feels safe, knows that his reaper would never judge him based on the horrific appearance he wore or the things that he did.

"Ready to get a leg on?" He wrinkles his nose and sticks out his tongue playfully, "I won't go too fast this time."