When Fisher started to tell him the whole story, James gave him a look that clearly was intended to feign concern. He wasn't ready to punch him just yet, but clearly he didn't believe him still either. And he was taking all of this in with a grain of salt. What else could he do? The last thing he needed was to get into a fight with some guy and get his ass in trouble.
"Right." James said when Fisher finally concluded his story. "Sooo... Why don't you tell my mom that I, A, don't believe in this sort of bullshit, and B, don't care to listen to anything she has to say." He arched a brow slightly, pausing for just a moment to see if that managed to get through to the kid or if he was going to continue rambling before he turned on his heel and started to walk away.