Jim follows, mute for once in his life as Bones pulls him along, but only until they reach the cushions. "What are you saying?" he asks, his voice carefully even. "They're coming back? Like for good, it's working? You're - "
Jim stops just short of you're going to be okay. "Bones, tell me."
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Jim stops just short of you're going to be okay. "Bones, tell me."