There was something about the way that he smirked that caused James to quirk a brow slightly. And he was right to have done it. The suggestion was... absurd. There was no way that he was going to get naked and run to the lighthouse from here. And he was going to inform him of that but he was off before he had the chance to.
Left behind, James scowled. And then he sighed. After that he groaned and then took off at his jacket and shoes. Taking off after him, he was fairly quick himself, jacket draped over his arm, flapping in the breeze, and shoes held in his hand. It was easier to run in bare feet than to deal with the over-sized slippers trying to slide off.
Cresting a hill, the lighthouse continued to grow larger and larger with each step ran until finally they were almost upon it. James started to slow in his strides, back down to a walk as the overgrown dirt path to the lighthouse came into view. Yelling at Fisher who was still ahead of him, he said, "Has anyone ever told you that you're a little bit odd?" He was sure that someone somewhere had most certainly mentioned it.