That will be fine.

[James glances around as he unbuckles his cloak and swirls it off his shoulders, examining the ground and their surroundings. There's enough space between the trees that they can have the duel right there; the trees and the footing will simply make things interesting.

[He drapes his cloak over a convenient branch and then returns to a clearish spot to take up a position, his hand on his sword and the faintest smirk of anticipation on his mouth.]