Not him. Jim's thoughts are so far away from him it's obvious. The way all the awkwardness that's sat between them over the last few weeks has just suddenly gone. Forgotten.

Chased out by something else.

It's hard to feel too relieved, but Felix is a bit more confident when he squeezes Jim's shoulder. "Completely fine. They're going to let me take the bandages off in a few days. I think the doctor's just being over cautious now. Trying to teach me a lesson for my 'pig-headed dumbassery'."

...Yes, he's trying to mimic Bones's accent, there. Anything to break the stunned look on Jim's face, the mask he's trying to put up.

His hand moves to cup his husband's cheek. "...Jim."