[ He stops himself from saying for now. Covering Jim's hands with his own and gently rubbing to make sure he's okay too. Opening his eyes to meet the pair of blues looking at him. ]
Yeah, it's done.
[ He doesn't want to touch on the not physically part. The faster he puts it behind him, the better. Squeezing his hands as he sighs. ]
sorry it's lame
Yeah, it's done.
[ He doesn't want to touch on the not physically part. The faster he puts it behind him, the better. Squeezing his hands as he sighs. ]
Can we take our time here?