[ Right now, Jim's not even worried that Bones might not yet remember him. All he knows is that he saw pain in him, and he worries that he's alright, that this isn't some lingering injury surfacing, something Jim must have missed the day before.
That panic doesn't leave him much time to even look up at Bones, just looking him over instead, hands going down his sides in search of any injury he might have. He only looks up when he feels Bones's hands on his face, eyes going wide when their gazes meet.
There's a second that seems to stretch on for too long, a heavy silence that comes from the recognition that Jim thinks he sees reflected in Bones's eyes. His own well up a little with tears, and try as he might, he can't quite hide the hopefulness from his tone when he speaks, very quiet, barely a murmur, voice shaky even when all he says is the one word. ]
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That panic doesn't leave him much time to even look up at Bones, just looking him over instead, hands going down his sides in search of any injury he might have. He only looks up when he feels Bones's hands on his face, eyes going wide when their gazes meet.
There's a second that seems to stretch on for too long, a heavy silence that comes from the recognition that Jim thinks he sees reflected in Bones's eyes. His own well up a little with tears, and try as he might, he can't quite hide the hopefulness from his tone when he speaks, very quiet, barely a murmur, voice shaky even when all he says is the one word. ]
... Bones?