As soon as her arms went around him, James could feel the wall of the dam cracking. "I'm okay," he managed weakly. "I just... don't really..." Ah, fuck. His throat felt tight. The words kept getting stuck in his throat. Prepare the flood gates.
James couldn't even pull off the silent, somewhat face-saving cry. He choked through a sob as his arms encircled her, tugging her close against him.