[ James stares intensely at the opening as he waits for a sign that his wand is, in fact, lost somewhere down below. And that he's just a bleeding idiot for not taking the time to look for it before trying to climb out into the sunlight. He bites the side of his lip when Hermione repeats the spell.
Finally, his wand. A grin breaks out as he takes it back from Hermione. Just having the weight back in his hands makes him more comfortable -- sure of himself. ]
Second, is getting the rest of my stuff.
[ He mutters an accio of his own, and waits expectantly. There's the hiss and sputter of broken wires and nothing else for a long moment. His glasses shoot up the moment he stops expecting them. They clatter somewhere off behind him.
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Finally, his wand. A grin breaks out as he takes it back from Hermione. Just having the weight back in his hands makes him more comfortable -- sure of himself. ]
Second, is getting the rest of my stuff.
[ He mutters an accio of his own, and waits expectantly. There's the hiss and sputter of broken wires and nothing else for a long moment. His glasses shoot up the moment he stops expecting them. They clatter somewhere off behind him.
...great. ]
Third, we find where those went.