"2012 Olympic Champion," James retorted, a scowl upon his lips for the moment though it turned into a smile shortly thereafter. "I have a reputation to uphold." And that was why he was never kind to the staff here. They knew him as angry, aggressive, broody, and he didn't want to disappoint them.
Simply looking at Will for a moment, his face unreadable, a sort of neutral expression upon his lips, James finally announced, "I should be going." He had nowhere to be, nothing better to be doing, but if he stayed here, then chances were he would kiss him more. And while he rather enjoyed it, rather enjoyed the idea of being the man's first kiss, he wasn't sure he wanted the responsibility of being his first anything else just yet.
"Glad you're feeling better," he added, a goodbye of sorts and yet he didn't move from the spot in which he stood.