"You should. He's ... almost as good as me," he said, with a grin. "I've had years and the twins influence to improve over the original. I'm sure he's going to do his best to catch up with me."
James would have loved the offer before, but now, he knew that no matter what he said, there really wasn't any choice. "Thank you, but no. If I have one of those attacks without a Healer around, I'm dead, literally and not just because of my father. I have to stay here, at least until they figure something out." Or until he died.
"I'm not a prat, and what kind of name is Atlas? Why can't people have normal names?" he asked, jokingly, because considering the names all around them, Atlas really wasn't that bad.
"How jealous? Ronan's 'I might kill you if you look at Ben the wrong way' type of jealous or more 'I'll sit here and whine that she doesn't really love me' jealous, because the first is lethal and the second is annoying, but I can avoid the second," he said, laughing. "And can I say ewwww? Your family? So is he thinking your brother, your father or your grandfather, and it's still disgusting."
He chuckled, because her reaction to the wedding was precious and so her. "Well, all right, just as long as you remember what Dylan said, in case you change your mind. Ben sure changed his pretty quickly." He remembered how against relationships Ben had been. "I know, and I'm not surprised about the making love, but now you're following him. Dylan decided that he liked relationships. Soon enough, I'll be the only hold out."