"Big important reaper stuff, got it," he jokes, smiling crookedly over at James as he rolls onto his back. The bed isn't the greatest, he'll be the first to admit that, but-

Well, but nothing, he probably should have looked for somewhere a little bit better for his boyfriend to rest. There's a sharp pang of guilt, and his grin shifts to something a bit more apologetic. With his brows furrowed, he shifts his gaze up to the ceiling, crossing his arms over his stomach as he tries to think. "Y'know. I think we're only an hour away from somewhere with a little bit more uh. Civilization."

It would still require riding through the night, but- but he could definitely do that, he's sure of it. He'd do anything for James.