If it amused her, then he'd get her some. It was the least he could do considering, he had put her here. "I'll find the most embarrassing I can find, for both. You can embarrass the mediwizards as well." He smiled. "Yes, if you're good enough to cast the spells. We have to learn. The magic is inherent, but the spells aren't and not all wizards have the same power."
James shook his head. "You're not dying. I told you that I'll get you a cure." He pressed his forehead against her and kissed chastely. "But I have, though. I have friends who don't care, and you don't care either. I don't need anything else."
He pulled back, knowing that this wasn't right. She was getting married soon, and she had a son out there. "Let's see. Guy Fawkes is coming and the Minister is having a party. Her estate is huge and they have all sorts of animals there, even peacocks, and the fireworks alone are amazing. They always have great decorations, like glass swans that swim in indoor lakes, paper birds flying in the air. It's like stepping into a different land."