"I've heard there may be Fae-folk in Ireland, it stands to reason there could be similar strange beings in other lands." He's heard tell he may share heritage with those fae, though his father would never tell him exactly how. He raises his eyebrows, curious. "A pocket dimension? That sounds like something Doctor Einstein hinted at but has yet to elaborate on - though I might be the one to pursue it."

Another raised eyebrow and a puzzled look ticks through James's eyes. "I'm sorry... the Doctor? The Doctor of what?"

He nods, understanding. "I imagine a lifetime would, indeed, accrue a lot of sorrows - and a lot of joys and discoveries." He's only just starting to accrue his own lifetime of all of the above - and more than most people have, at the same age.