[ Jim butts his head back against Zack's hand. Stop that! Except, well, don't. They'd been apart and awake for twelve hours, but it felt like a lot longer, and Jim's not going to actually tell Zack to stop touching him any time soon.
Jim does make a noise of objection to being blamed for the doodling on Kunsel's helmet; Hiro had done most of the scrubbing, thank you. It's strange but he finds it a little easier to think about Hiro, like it's finally starting to scab over and they can joke about the things they did now. ]
That wasn't stupid, that was art. Not my fault you can't tell the difference.
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Jim does make a noise of objection to being blamed for the doodling on Kunsel's helmet; Hiro had done most of the scrubbing, thank you. It's strange but he finds it a little easier to think about Hiro, like it's finally starting to scab over and they can joke about the things they did now. ]
That wasn't stupid, that was art. Not my fault you can't tell the difference.