（ excitement thrums along his veins. it's all very the game is afoot! of him, but as much as he knows he has the skills and ability to survive on an alien world alone, he doesn't want to. having bones is like stumbling across a piece of his soul strolling down the street, and he is all at once elated and grateful and warmed by it, though there's not much more than a flicker of it in his expression, something about the eyes.
he leaves the 'stranger' in the street and turns to go, confident bones will keep an eye on him. mostly he just wants to get somewhere private, where the odds of being heard talking about starfleet regulations are pretty nearly down to nil.
destination is easy — he'd browsed casually through the dragon's keep bookstore earlier, and had noted it as a place that an odd conversation could likely go amiss, heard only by the sheafs of well-kempt paper, so that's where he goes. a few cheerful words to the proprietor, and then jim's off browsing books on herbalism, waiting for bones to catch up with him. there's no one else in the shop, and thevan is well out of easy earshot — jim can here him puttering around in the attic, foosteps denoting his location plainly enough.
whenever bones falls in beside him, jim shakes his head, attention fixed on a book about the benefits of calendula. ）
Please tell me you've got some idea of what's going on?
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he leaves the 'stranger' in the street and turns to go, confident bones will keep an eye on him. mostly he just wants to get somewhere private, where the odds of being heard talking about starfleet regulations are pretty nearly down to nil.
destination is easy — he'd browsed casually through the dragon's keep bookstore earlier, and had noted it as a place that an odd conversation could likely go amiss, heard only by the sheafs of well-kempt paper, so that's where he goes. a few cheerful words to the proprietor, and then jim's off browsing books on herbalism, waiting for bones to catch up with him. there's no one else in the shop, and thevan is well out of easy earshot — jim can here him puttering around in the attic, foosteps denoting his location plainly enough.
whenever bones falls in beside him, jim shakes his head, attention fixed on a book about the benefits of calendula. ）
Please tell me you've got some idea of what's going on?