The question had him tear his eyes away from the plate and peering over at Eli once more. Though they were a little glassy from drinking and little unfocused with his glasses, there was intensity there. It looked like he might be on the verge of tears just from trying to keep everything safe and contained yet wanting, someone he shouldn't.

James seemed to sag in his seat, his fingers gripping the boy's hand tightly. He shook his head slightly and uttered a quiet, "Oh, God, I do."