James sits down and tries to relax a bit, but can hardly hide that he is nervous and really anxious about talking to someone else than himself. He always tried to avoid going into details about his thoughts and his past.
"Tea is fine, thank you. Heard it helps to calm down..."
He leans back and rubs his head. After remaining silent for a minute of thinking and getting a hold of his thoughts, he leans forth with his elbows on the knees and closed hands.
"It's somehow unusual to speak to someone else than myself about what goes on in my mind... And relaxing is not what I'm best at... But I will try..."
He takes a deep breath.
"Actually, I was asking for help without really knowing what kind of help I need... It's as if what happened to me lately has triggered something I don't like, something I tried to bury deep inside the darkest corner of my mind... And it's really not helping..."
He looks up to Rio, awaiting some kind of answer or comment.
