"I am a father," he says, easing back and stifling his groan at how much his body aches right now, seeing as none of that is romantic. He makes sure the tribble is set aside and out of their way before it can get too crushed before he slides his fingers through Jim's hair. "Maybe it meant that you were supposed to live through it so that you could deal with it better. Sort of like a redo, but this time, with proper coping mechanisms."