Although his body was tense at the shifting of James fell silent as she spoke, a quietly wry expression coming across his face as he listened to her intently. He looked over to the forest, before he finally answered her.

"You are so certain, and since I am a man of faith? I choose to believe in your certainty." He glances over at her, and his look is pensive as he puts his hand on his sword as the leaves rustle once more. "One day, they will. I am just not sure if today is that day. As Lydia used to say to me - change is slow when it comes to human hearts."