James was having too much fun with these candies. It was a way to cope, he was well aware. To deflect and distract from all the awful shit happening around them and to them every day, but fuck if he cared. He already took drugs on occasion, drank a little too much every so often, so some candies laced with the most interesting sorts of effects were sure to get his attention.

He liked some more than others, of course. One of them he'd been using and abusing, even, but today he was carrying a small bag with an assortment of candies that had a different effect.

When he walked around the library and spotted Jim there, face buried in a book, currently in his female body... well, he couldn't wish for anyone better to run into.

"Pretty thing like you, wasting your time away reading books," he shook his head disapprovingly, taking a seat next to him. "You know, we could be doing something a little more fun..."

He grabbed the bag from his pocket and waved it at Jim, smirk on his lips. "What do you say we run an experiment?"