There's a tender little smile on Katherine's face as she watches Doc interact with her young student. Some might call it adoration.

James' eyes grow wide when he realizes he has garnered the attention of someone other that Miss Katherine, and he clings to her skirts a little tighter.

"James," comes his timid reply.

"Like a gentleman, James," Katherine reminds him gently.

"James Hartly Cawthright," he tries again, a little louder. "Pleasure t'make yur acquaintance."

He's still hiding in the folds of Katherine's dress, just slightly.