James had been spending the last hour or so training in his weight room, and was now currently making his way out of the shower, pulling a white undershirt on over his torso, and a pair of tapered black sweats worn as well, it was obvious James was going for comfort on a day he had every intention of taking things easy and relaxing with Serafina.
As he made his way into the living area, he sat her sitting quietly and made his way for the bar area, pulling out his whiskey and pouring himself a glass. The perfect post-workout movie obviously. Setting the bottle down below again, he turned up a brow, sipping at his drink and noted the burned pieces of the howler near her.
"Letter from home, I take it?" Setting his glass down on the table, he moved to take a seat next to her and turned up a brow while tilting his vision to look at her better, "You okay?"