James realized how ridiculously paranoid he sounded and nodded along, "I'm sorry...I won't eat them and well."

His head snapped towards a sound, a whisper of sort. He grimaced at the sound, or at least something he thought he heard. "Are they in there? You should get them out of there." Maxwell might as well be talking to a ghost, his voice was returning to the lost state. "I shouldn't keep you."