“you okay?”
James sat with his chin resting on his arms, not really glancing back at Sky, more just staring at the stars in the sky. “... couldn’t sleep.” When he was a ghost, he’d just head up to the roof of the mansion and rest there for a bit, stare at the stars and such. Of course, being on the road and human again, well, it made it a little bit harder to do. Until he could make his vines of course.
Sighing softly, he glanced back to Sky, his expression showing off the lack of sleep he’d been getting recently. Restless would be a good way to describe him, wrecked would be another.











