James had seen many a person do precisely that, start out with that look of curiosity only to have it turn into a sudden look of fear. He loved it. He absolutely loved it when that happened. It made his ego swell, and anything that stroked James McCafferty's ego was bound to be one of his favorite things.
But then something shifted. And within seconds, the terrified boy that had been standing in front of him, though in all fairness he was probably older than James was, turned a complete 180 and started yelling in his face. He wasn't sure if he should be pissed off or if he should just be amused. And so he did the first thing that came to mind. He started laughing. Loudly.
"You are really off your fucking rocker, kid." What else could he say? It would almost be sad if James actually gave a shit. But of course he really didn't.