[h1][b][i][color=MediumSpringGreen][center]James Kingston[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center][color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Location[/b][/color]: Emma Frost Memorial Hospital - Terrigen Ward
[color=MediumSpringGreen][b]Skills[/b][/color]: N/A[/center]

James just watched everything play out. Now that Sapphire had gone, his apprehension and stress had mellowed out into something far more neutral. He wasn’t empty by any means, wasn’t emotionless or cold, but he just felt quiet. Even in the middle of the trademark chaos that defined this family, a small, fond smile crept it’s way on his face and if only for a moment, the whirlwind of dread and stress and agony settled. He watched, content to observe rather than participate.

Except with his duty done, he found his way back to Casper’s side. James let himself indulge in Casper’s presence, soaking in his conscious form in a few gentle touches, before he leaned on the man. Everything was okay for now. They’d been hurt and it would take everyone more time than they probably had to heal but they were strong; they’d find a way to stand again, to move forward despite what may come. They’d remember everyone who once stood next to them and they’d miss them but whatever hell may come, James had full confidence that everything would turn out fine.