The gesture was surprisingly intimate, fingers brushing over the dark marks on his hand, enough that Jim's hand jerked back slightly. He blinked at Bill, then realized that the reaction could be taken poorly and tried to smooth it over. "Sorry... just some pain still in that hand. As long as you're not going to keel over on me, I won't worry about it" Okay, a very poor smoothing it over by teasing.
He blinked slightly as he felt an almost light-headed sensation, then shook it off. ...maybe because I haven't eaten since breakfast. Specially after the feeling didn't go away.
"Yea, each day lasts about ten hours. A lot of time to be going over everything I'd like to be putting behind me."
He tugged at the collar of the shirt he had worn to the trial, wanting to go back to his room and get changed out of it and into something cooler. Suddenly, he just felt too warm in it.
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Date: 2010-05-02 10:38 pm (UTC)He blinked slightly as he felt an almost light-headed sensation, then shook it off. ...maybe because I haven't eaten since breakfast. Specially after the feeling didn't go away.
"Yea, each day lasts about ten hours. A lot of time to be going over everything I'd like to be putting behind me."
He tugged at the collar of the shirt he had worn to the trial, wanting to go back to his room and get changed out of it and into something cooler. Suddenly, he just felt too warm in it.