James leans over, putting his hand on the back of Andrew's neck, resting their foreheads together and closing his eyes. He gently starts poking through Andrew's mind, looking for anything out of place, anything that feels wrong or iffy, without snooping too much, particularly not in his memories. Most of it is already familiar to him, though not really from Andrew's point of view. There's nothing there that would worry him, though.

He slumps a little when he breaks the connection, leaning back in his seat. He nods and gives a little smile to indicate everything's fine.