James keeps his eye on you as your quite obviously horrible father, who’s a neglectful alcoholic, leaves you alone in a dangerous factory with machinery to go hang out with his friend. He sighs and rubs the bridge of his nose, seeing the kid look lost and a bit uneasy.

he stands up, dusting off his uniform and walking over to you.

“..kid, you alright?” he looks down at you, his frown softening a bit.