"Ouchie." Was how James' so helpfully responded to the sight of all that damage. It was probably just bruising and he checked to make sure none were broken because if they were, he would have known just from the reaction. There wasn't much he could do for bruised ribs so he just slapped a hello kitty band-aid on either side in an effort to at least get a smile from Hartley. "Get Axel to kiss it better later."

He focused instead on cleaning the scraped skin where he must have hit the floor, cleaning the mark with an disinfectant wipe. "Axel said it and meant it? Woah, you must be special. I've never heard him love anything." He paused mid-wipe and looked up at Hartley. "You two are adorable and depressing to watch, you know?"