Erik enjoys the jog. James is able to keep pace with him easily while providing a running commentary on the grounds, the soil around the mansion, his lessons and students in his classes.

Erik listens in silence, letting the prattle soothe him and feeling more positive about life by the end.

As their run is coming to an end, James stumbles and Erik catches his arm. "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

James shakes his head. "Cramp. It'll be fine. Really."

"Let me see." Erik leads him inside, darting into the drawing room to examine the offending limb.