He heard footsteps coming closer, he stopped crying when Lady Violetta began speaking to him. More than anything he wanted to help Eira, the arm slowly started to retract itself, but it was going too slowly. In his mind he demanded that it go faster, and almost instantly it went to it's normal form. When he was determined it seemed to listen to him, rather than to just his emotions. "I want to help anyway I can." James said as he walked out to her. His eyes were still red from crying, but his voice had been firm and calm.