"I'm most surprised that you noticed but never said anything." Surely it would've been an easy thing to bring up, back when they'd both been entirely willing to interpret things in the most uncharitable ways. Of course he isn't entirely surprised this particular thing wouldn't have made it into an argument, as there had been far more hurtful things to go for.

But that's so far in the past now that the thought is nothing more than a vaguely humorous hypothetical. Besides, it's not as though James would likely bother with such things now even if he could; he's pretty sure if he tried to curl his hair now it would just break off.

James finally takes a sip of his tea, not sure what he expected, but it's... Strange. Not in a bad way, and not really in a familiar way, quite different from regular tea, rosehip, and the various more common herbals like chamomile that he's at least vaguely familiar with. But it's warm, and almost earthy, and although he has a sense it might be something of an acquired taste, it seems worth acquiring.