"Nothing," Jim replies at once, somewhat unconvincingly when the hole is the wall has probably only just stopped smoking at the edges. "I don't want to get in your way, okay?" At least, not so much that he'll let it stand in the way of Bones' happiness. It'd be selfish, even for Jim, especially when he hasn't even decided what he wants or what he's even equipped to give right now.

"It was just a bad night."