Everyone needed a voice of reason once in a while and right now, James was it. Fisher wasn't really capable of being his own at the moment, after all. And though he scowled at him the way that he did, it didn't change the fact of the matter and that fact was that there was no way in hell he was going to make it into the girls' ward much less into one of their rooms. And if he did, it would probably be the wrong one. There were some bitches in this place that would cut a man's dick off for even trying it.
"Yeah. Outside. You know, where the grass and trees and the sky and all that are." James smirked a little, considering what he said next with a soft laugh. "If you want to, be my guest." He couldn't see himself in getting in that water. Then again, it could be fun. And fun was so hard to come by in this place.
His agreement made him grin, hesitating for just a moment before he slid off of the bed and onto his feet. He was pushing his luck right now. First the storerooms and now this. He was going to get caught, but really, Lolette had a point. What was the worse they could do? They were already locked up. It couldn't really get much worse than that.
James grabbed his bottle and then he went to grab his jacket, making sure that a few other things that he wanted to have with him were still hidden in the pockets before he slid it on and then slipped his feet into a pair of slippers. "Try to keep it down," he warned him before he opened the door, peeking outside to make sure the coast was clear before he exited, leading the wall down through the vacant corridors.