[There isn't much to see in the cabin anyway; it's only newly lived in by James, and the previous owner had cleared out much of their supplies. A few basic pieces of furniture remain, but no real personality has been added yet, at least not to this front room. However, there is at least a small fire going, heating up a kettle.
James shuts the door when given room, and then turns his attention back toward Freddie for that little ramble, and finds himself torn between amusement and irritation; on one hand, the disjointed stumbling over what he's saying is kind of endearing, on the other... Freddie could've chosen a better comment to end on.
So James fixes him with another look, this time intentionally, though he does shake the offered hand after a moment's delay.]
I'm well aware.
[He's none too enthused about either the dying or finding himself here parts of things, and doesn't care to be reminded of them. But he gathers his patience, takes as deep a breath as he can, and continues.]
Did you just arrive?
[This seems like the behavior of someone who's just woken up in this place, and if so, James can be forgiving.]
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James shuts the door when given room, and then turns his attention back toward Freddie for that little ramble, and finds himself torn between amusement and irritation; on one hand, the disjointed stumbling over what he's saying is kind of endearing, on the other... Freddie could've chosen a better comment to end on.
So James fixes him with another look, this time intentionally, though he does shake the offered hand after a moment's delay.]
I'm well aware.
[He's none too enthused about either the dying or finding himself here parts of things, and doesn't care to be reminded of them. But he gathers his patience, takes as deep a breath as he can, and continues.]
Did you just arrive?
[This seems like the behavior of someone who's just woken up in this place, and if so, James can be forgiving.]