Things like this didn't scare James, it took a different type of imagery or experience to trigger flashbacks in him, but he also wasn't sure that he understood the appeal of blasting virtual monsters with fake guns while sitting still on a couch. Why not work out aggression and pent up energy by learning something physical, it's why he had always enjoyed boxing.

He did as Tony told him for the rest of the level, the two of them ending up decimating the whole thing with a combination of James' reflexes and Tony's experience making them damn near unstoppable. He tilted his head to Tony when the level ended, eyebrows raised in mild confusion.

"I don't know if I get it."

He didn't hear how much of an old man from the forties he sounded there.

"What's the point?"