"Sorry..." James contributes guiltily, regarding the whole threatening Andrew with a knife thing. He remembers it from each point of view, and all of them are fairly upsetting. He's not quite ready to deal with it all right now, but he still feels guilty.

He drops down more heavily on the seat than he expected, frowning at the mild pain as he lands on the hard plastic. Definitely not used to pain. Thankfully this car is also empty. Not that much passenger traffic up here, apparently, or maybe it's just a slow time of day.