[ One day. He doesn't know it yet, but one day. And Bones is easily losing count on his number of questions. ]
Right, you wanna make the best of the time you've got.
[ Bones recalls a similar answer, before. He just can't understand putting himself in danger like Jim is. Bones would never. It should bother the hell out of him, and it kinda does, but it's weirdly just making him want to understand.
He knows Jim isn't just some floozy, the signs are all there, but boy, is it hard to believe when he says shit like that. Even now, feeling him return to full strength, Bones can't help but be frustrated. He's frustrated because he hates that he cares. ]
You ever find yourself this low on blood again, you find me. I don't care what kind of bone-headed, ass-over-ears nonsense gets you hurt, I want you to promise me you'll find a damn healer next time you do something this stupid, alright?
[ He finally releases Jim's arm once he feels his pulse return to normal. He doesn't push him off roughly or anything, but he's serious when he speaks. ]
If you'd gone home straight to your maker, you might've died, kid. One of the Founders must really like you, 'cause if you'd had one more bite, they would've had to carry you out of the ballroom in a bag.
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Right, you wanna make the best of the time you've got.
[ Bones recalls a similar answer, before. He just can't understand putting himself in danger like Jim is. Bones would never. It should bother the hell out of him, and it kinda does, but it's weirdly just making him want to understand.
He knows Jim isn't just some floozy, the signs are all there, but boy, is it hard to believe when he says shit like that. Even now, feeling him return to full strength, Bones can't help but be frustrated. He's frustrated because he hates that he cares. ]
You ever find yourself this low on blood again, you find me. I don't care what kind of bone-headed, ass-over-ears nonsense gets you hurt, I want you to promise me you'll find a damn healer next time you do something this stupid, alright?
[ He finally releases Jim's arm once he feels his pulse return to normal. He doesn't push him off roughly or anything, but he's serious when he speaks. ]
If you'd gone home straight to your maker, you might've died, kid. One of the Founders must really like you, 'cause if you'd had one more bite, they would've had to carry you out of the ballroom in a bag.