[James took a deep breath, then, and walked away a bit from the rest of the people watching the statue, so there was less chances of people overhearing them.]

...I think...

I think that old man might be me, when I'm older. Or some version of me, anyway.

[And then he sighed a bit, patting Binx.]

...So that means I'm going to end up in a wheelchair, despite whatever I do when I get home, it seems...

Or that's what happens in at least one future, anyway.

[Not that that's the only thing he's worrying about regarding his homeworld by a long shot, buuut.]