"Oh, uh. Right." James practically flings himself at the couch and lays down on it. Resting, indeed. Still, he cranes his head up and over the armrest to keep an eye on the conversation.

George, on the other hand, looks utterly confused and annoyed. "But what happened? All he mentioned was something about an accident, but this is a little severe for a simple accident!" He has a thousand more questions than that, in all honesty, but he starts with just the one.