[ That gets a little smile out of Jim; yeah, he knew what Zack meant, he was just being a shit. Nobody ever said Jim was above annoying people when he was annoyed.
He doesn't notice the hesitance, absorbed in the tablet as most of his attention is, but he does jolt when Zack's hand touches him. He purposefully makes himself relax and then gives Zack a nod. ]
Guessing you didn't come in here to talk about the weather.
Not exactly. [ ...Haha. Pun. You see that pun there? Yep.
....Okay, he wasn't actually going for one this time. But... what he is going for, well. First, he'll be giving Jim a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder. And then, he'll be taking out his own tablet and waggling it in Jim's direction. ] You get a hold of your medical records, too?
[ Jim gives him an almost-smile at the shoulder-squeeze, but doesn't quite meet his eye. ]
Yeah, I sent 'em to the doctor. [ Jim knows Zack's not going to like that - or do it with his own - but he does want the results. It's something he's worried about. ] Did you want to see? There's some stuff on here I don't really understand.
[ Maybe Zack'll know what these things mean. Part of Jim is wary of handing the full thing over, but it's Zack. ]
[ An almost smile is better than nothing. He'll take it considering the look Jim was giving his tablet prior.
That... doesn't make it any easier for him to hear he trusted House enough to send him those results and he frowns obviously as much, but... But right then, Jim's worried look takes priority. Enough that he's nodding shortly after. He takes only a moment to pocket his own tablet before reaching out with his now freed hand. ] Lemme have a look.
[ Jim shrugs, a little defensively, at that frown. He trusts house enough to show him his MN levels and compare them to everyone else's, and no further - even if there is part of him that kind of likes the guy. It's like he said: it's a public resource. They can't figure out anything if they don't compare notes.
That's an argument for another time, though, so Jim just passes the tablet over with no comment except: ] -You're not allowed to make fun of my middle name, though.
[ It might be a public resource... but Zack still thinks he can take that old man walking cane of his and shove it up his ass, okay. Fucking jerk.
But yes- another time, another place. In the end, as long as Jim's okay and not getting into a mess involving him, Zack can deal. Besides, he's a bit on the distracted side when Jim hands him the tablet and mentions- ]
...How do you even pronounce that?
[ He is seriously not making fun of you, cadet. ...Even if a smile is kinda playing on his lips. Just a little. ]
[ Jim's busy with his own mess, or at least the after-effects of it.
He makes a face at the question before he realizes, oh, Zack's serious. ] Plea-ah-dees. It was my great-grandfather's name, I kind of got stuck with it. [ At least James is easy to pronounce, even if there are a million annoying nicknames to go with it. ] Usually only hear it when I'm in trouble.
[ The face is expected and easily glanced off. The way that middle name's said though? He has to try it once aloud, himself. 'Plea-ah-dees'. Okay, got it... I think'. He quickly files it away. For later shitposting purposes? ...Maybe.
But that's not what his main concern is right then. No, right then, well... He frowns uncomfortably at the first addition before his eyes run to the rest of the additional information that had been added. In the end, he gives it a frown as he thinks on it. The odd sleeping patterns? That doesn't surprise him. Jim's been up hanging with him an odd amount lately. The other things... ] Cortisol dysregulation... That might be something to ask the old man about. [ But...those things definitely weren't any standard listing. Coupled with the unpleasantness prior to listing that, well.. ] You been feeling any different?
Mm. [ Like hell Jim's taking his problems to Doctor Hotstud. He'd just tell Jim to suck it up and get over it, probably, and that's what Jim's trying to do anyway. So Zack gets a noncommittal shrug. ] I'm not sick or anything.
[ He just... can't sleep. Or be alone. Or stand to be in the dark. But that's not being sick. ]
[ That just... gets a little raise of a brow from Zack, himself. Jim... has been acting weird. Zack's not exactly clueless. Is he physically sick? Perhaps not, but... In the end, Zack hums and returns Jim's tablet back to him. If not... reaching up to gently ruffle his hair afterward. ]
Well, keep me updated on it. [ He might look into it. No matter how much he doesn't like House... he doesn't like this unknown more. Something just hasn't felt right. And this just adds to that feeling. He watches Jim a moment longer. Then breathes out a sigh. ] Looks like your MN levels have gone up, too.
[ Jim doesn't miss that raised eyebrow. He sinks into himself a little more, even with the hair ruffle. If Zack's noticed, then that means he's not been doing as good of a job hiding it as he'd hoped.
Well. Maybe he hadn't entirely wanted to hide. ]
-Sure. I'll keep you updated.
[ Spoilers: no he won't. ]
Yeah, the MN levels have. But … doesn't make sense. [ The levels don't. None of the things House was asking about seemed to really line up with how the levels compared. ] - Could I see yours? House wanted me to ask you for 'em.
[ He doesn't miss the way Jim's body language reads. But whether he intends to acknowledge it or not goes out the window when he touches on his own records. It might have left him in an awkward limbo right then. A back and forth. But the moment he mentions House, Zack immediately shakes his head with a frown. ] Well, House is outta luck.
[ The very fact that House tried to get him to dig for his records leaves an unpleasant taste in his mouth. But the very fact that Jim went along with him and asked in his stead... Zack looks away with a slight glare to his eyes as he rubs at the bit of five o'clock shadow on his chin. ]
[ Jim winces at the glare - he's had Zack mad at him, he doesn't want to do it again - but he just shrugs defensively. ] Alright. I said I'd ask, now I asked.
I just gave him my MN levels so he could compare them to everyone else's. Didn't tell him anything about … other stuff. Whatever this is.
[ The glare at least retreats as quickly as it came about. Jim's letting this go. That's good enough for him. He nods just a little, taking a moment to take a deep breath. Letting it out slowly. ] Well... Let's keep tabs on it. I'd check in with the administrator again in a few weeks.
[ As much as he doesn't trust them... the medical records haven't seemed inaccurate or meant to spook them. So far anyway.
There's a hesitance before he reaches up to gently ruffle Jim's hair. Just a little reminder. They're still cool. ]
[ Jim squawks and bats Zack's hands away from his head, but he's smiling a little. ] Hey, hands off the hair! [ He gives Zack a playful shove, releasing the tension of a few moments ago. ]
I'm planning on it, next time anything weird happens.
[ The shout garners a laugh out of him. The shove? It's just going to earn a casual little shove back in turn, smile wide. After a nod, he seems to think on something for a moment before pulling out his tablet, tapping through a few things. ]
So, feel up to crushing my latest high score, so I can crush yours back? [ He waggles PacMan in front of him in emphasis. It's not like they're going to have much else to do that night considering they're stuck inside. ]
There's always a First! [ Did you see that pun? Probably not! Either way, he'll be trying to kick ass and take names for as long as you want, cadet!! They have all the time to kill in the world anyway. ]
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He doesn't notice the hesitance, absorbed in the tablet as most of his attention is, but he does jolt when Zack's hand touches him. He purposefully makes himself relax and then gives Zack a nod. ]
Guessing you didn't come in here to talk about the weather.
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....Okay, he wasn't actually going for one this time. But... what he is going for, well. First, he'll be giving Jim a reassuring squeeze on the shoulder. And then, he'll be taking out his own tablet and waggling it in Jim's direction. ] You get a hold of your medical records, too?
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Yeah, I sent 'em to the doctor. [ Jim knows Zack's not going to like that - or do it with his own - but he does want the results. It's something he's worried about. ] Did you want to see? There's some stuff on here I don't really understand.
[ Maybe Zack'll know what these things mean. Part of Jim is wary of handing the full thing over, but it's Zack. ]
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That... doesn't make it any easier for him to hear he trusted House enough to send him those results and he frowns obviously as much, but... But right then, Jim's worried look takes priority. Enough that he's nodding shortly after. He takes only a moment to pocket his own tablet before reaching out with his now freed hand. ] Lemme have a look.
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That's an argument for another time, though, so Jim just passes the tablet over with no comment except: ] -You're not allowed to make fun of my middle name, though.
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But yes- another time, another place. In the end, as long as Jim's okay and not getting into a mess involving him, Zack can deal. Besides, he's a bit on the distracted side when Jim hands him the tablet and mentions- ]
...How do you even pronounce that?
[ He is seriously not making fun of you, cadet. ...Even if a smile is kinda playing on his lips. Just a little. ]
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He makes a face at the question before he realizes, oh, Zack's serious. ] Plea-ah-dees. It was my great-grandfather's name, I kind of got stuck with it. [ At least James is easy to pronounce, even if there are a million annoying nicknames to go with it. ] Usually only hear it when I'm in trouble.
That wasn't the part I was worried about, though.
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But that's not what his main concern is right then. No, right then, well... He frowns uncomfortably at the first addition before his eyes run to the rest of the additional information that had been added. In the end, he gives it a frown as he thinks on it. The odd sleeping patterns? That doesn't surprise him. Jim's been up hanging with him an odd amount lately. The other things... ] Cortisol dysregulation... That might be something to ask the old man about. [ But...those things definitely weren't any standard listing. Coupled with the unpleasantness prior to listing that, well.. ] You been feeling any different?
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[ He just... can't sleep. Or be alone. Or stand to be in the dark. But that's not being sick. ]
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Well, keep me updated on it. [ He might look into it. No matter how much he doesn't like House... he doesn't like this unknown more. Something just hasn't felt right. And this just adds to that feeling. He watches Jim a moment longer. Then breathes out a sigh. ] Looks like your MN levels have gone up, too.
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Well. Maybe he hadn't entirely wanted to hide. ]
-Sure. I'll keep you updated.
[ Spoilers: no he won't. ]
Yeah, the MN levels have. But … doesn't make sense. [ The levels don't. None of the things House was asking about seemed to really line up with how the levels compared. ] - Could I see yours? House wanted me to ask you for 'em.
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[ The very fact that House tried to get him to dig for his records leaves an unpleasant taste in his mouth. But the very fact that Jim went along with him and asked in his stead... Zack looks away with a slight glare to his eyes as he rubs at the bit of five o'clock shadow on his chin. ]
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I just gave him my MN levels so he could compare them to everyone else's. Didn't tell him anything about … other stuff. Whatever this is.
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[ As much as he doesn't trust them... the medical records haven't seemed inaccurate or meant to spook them. So far anyway.
There's a hesitance before he reaches up to gently ruffle Jim's hair. Just a little reminder. They're still cool. ]
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I'm planning on it, next time anything weird happens.
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So, feel up to crushing my latest high score, so I can crush yours back? [ He waggles PacMan in front of him in emphasis. It's not like they're going to have much else to do that night considering they're stuck inside. ]
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