This kid was acting like some kind of mad man. It was actually slightly amusing, or would have been if everything out of his mouth didn't serve to further piss James off. He might have even laughed at him had he the will or strength in him to even laugh. But he didn't. He didn't have much left in him for anything right about now. Or that was what he had thought, rather, until things turned ugly.
That last comment was the straw that broke the camel's back. And before James could think better and contain himself, he had the smaller boy by the collar of his shirt and had shoved him back against the wall, his own form pressing in against him in a way that was nothing short of threatening. "Shut your fucking mouth and listen to me, very closely." He said, his voice low and gruff. "I don't know where you came from. I don't know who you've been talking to. But whoever it is, you can tell them that if they continue to try to fuck with me or they shit about whatever it is they think they know to anyone, that I will not hesitate to pull their spine out of their ass."
James let the kid go, his hands reaching up to adjust the boy's collar and then further still to give him a light slap on the cheek. "Nice meeting you.. Fisher, was it?" He offered him a smile though clearly it was strained and as fake as could be. "Enjoy the rest of your day." He took a step back from him and then turned to head into the House of Fire barring any further complications.