"You must be the only one." James said and then laughed a little. "Must be one of those takes one to know one sort of things." He gave a small shrug of his shoulders. No, he wasn't gay. He had never found himself attracted to another man. Of course, that didn't mean that he would necessarily limit himself to the possibility. Though he wasn't entirely sure what that meant.
"It's a little dirty." James said with a small shrug of his shoulders. He glanced over at Fisher with a bit of a frown tugging at his lips and then looked up at the sky. "Yep." It did look daunting, though he wasn't really interested in talking about the weather.
"I am not uptight. But you're right, I wouldn't run into the ocean with all of my clothes on." He smirked a little as he added, "But I would run into the ocean with all of them off." He looked back at the waves crashing against the shore. "It could be a good night for a swim."