James tilted his head as he started to sing. Music did fascinate him, regardless of who sang it or how it was produced. "It s-sounds pretty." He nodded as he turned up to look at Tory. "I d-don't know a-any c-carols. Th-they're songs for Ch-Christmas. R-right?"
The little teen had to hurry to keep up with the other, stumbling slightly over his feet as he rushed. He was good at going fast despite how awkward it look. His limbs were never in the same place as he caught up the best he could.
"The t-tree is f-first, r-right? Where d-do you g-get a tree? F-from a f-forest?"