Jim shakes his head at first. Sags forward more in his seat as the thought of calling his mother--of seeing Sam again--weighs him down until he can barely hold himself upright. It's not denial so much as what Felix suspects.

His husband is lost with no real path forward in these strange waters.

"No. I don't know. Maybe?" His sigh fills their quarters. Tiber has started purring and nuzzling up against Felix's hand where it rests on the desk and Jim's face. "He deserves a family that's intact, not at each other's throats. Kids...can tell. When something's wrong. They can. I....I know I don't want that."