"Of course not, and no I'm fine." He didn't think that eating was a good idea, especially if he ended up training. Random hexes did nothing for is appetite and throwing up beyond embarassing. "I'll eat later when I get home."
James snorted. "What attitude? They want me to take tests and I take them. No one ever said anything about attitude, and besides, I have the perfect attitude. I do my job, I don't bitch unless they start making rules just for me." He wouldn't mention that the 'they' usually turned out to involve his father in some measure or another. She would know already. "I don't panic on the field, I know how to conduct an investigation, I train until I pass out, and when something happens I'm ready to go back out. If all of them had my attitude, we'd be a lot more ready."