[ Finn wants to brush away that promise, tell him that he expects nothing, but he doesn't want to be misunderstood. Besides, that's not all that's being said here. It may not be like it was but it most likely will be something.

Just hearing that he's liked makes most of those more troubling emotions fall away, a warmth spreading through his chest and burning down a lot of that sadness from before. He begins to lift James' hand to press a kiss to his knuckles, but then he remembers and only manages to jostle their joined hands, his head bowed a little again.

At least his smile isn't restrained. ]

That's good... That's good. I'm glad. I, uh- I never want to pressure you or something. I don't expect things to be what they were. But- [ He takes a deep breath and musters some courage to look at him. ] But I'm happy to get the chance to know you again.