James eyed Scorpius quietly for a moment, deciding not to comment on the way he worded that last bit. Instead, he took the bottle of firewhiskey and drank from it. He thought about pressing a quick kiss to the other man's shoulder, but he wasn't sure if that was the right thing to do.
"I like presents!" His eyes lit up as he pointed at the long box on the table. "Just lift up on it, the present's hidden under it. I worked extra hard on it. Just for you." He hoped it would work for an herb garden. He'd put it together for that purpose.
He glanced at the present Scorpius had brought him, placing the firewhiskey on the table before grabbing it quickly.