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Guess who still had a notif in her inbox whoops

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim wants to object - he'll ruin Zell's sleeve - but he loses the train of thought. ]

Got enough water around here.

[ The rest might be hard to come by. ]

<3

[swatsflies]

[ Think of it as sharing, Jim. ]

Yeah, we do. [ He keeps from babbling, but the urge is there. He wants to do something, keep busy...

But he also just wants to wrap around Jim and stay put.

Taking off his short sleeved coat with flames on it to drape it across Jim's back. ]

We'll look for a place with hot water or cook some up. That'll probably clear you up.

[rattlingthestars]

Wish we were further south.

[ Remember the soup, Zell? It was the best soup. Jim grasps the coat around his shoulders, settling in, and closes his eyes.

It'll just be for a second, he promises.

Just...

a second... ]

[swatsflies]

[ He remembers the soup. Beckett talked about it for days following. ] Wouldn't take long to get back there.

[ Wrapping his arm around him and pulling him close. He'll let him rest until they need to get going. Hopefully the medicine has kicked in by then. ]