Thank goodness, he got his feelings delivered. Red pats James on the shoulder and stands up with him.

But... young man? Red thought James was around his age, in his twenties, but is he actually that much older? It's bothering him now, but the mood of a man staring off into the distance with determination is too dramatic and cool, Red can't just break it like that.

"Mm," Red agrees instead with a nod. "Good luck." It feels like the sun should really be setting dramatically to color the scenery in twilight hues, but it's still midday and the sun is shining brightly in the blue sky.