James carefully pushes himself up to a sitting position, yawning hard and groaning a little, bed creaking as he stretches. He smiles a bit when he sees Andrew, though. He feels like shit, but knowing he's not alone to deal with it makes it better.

When Andrew stirs in reaction to James waking up, he reaches over to brush back some of Andrew's hair (which still really needs to be cut), hushing him gently to reassure him.