James sat beside him before the empty hearth. “You seem to be doing a fine job. Not at building the fire. At…” He made the same vague gesture between them, accompanied by a wry smile. “Not that I have all that much experience. But I don’t have any complaints.” “That’s because you have low standards and you let people walk all over you.” James looked like he wanted to argue, but instead he sighed. “No, it’s because you’re a lovely man.”
