( Jim's touch is so helpful, a tether to the present as he revisits yesterday. He finishes, )

Then maybe it truly did happen. My mind, my... consciousness was somewhere else.

( Disturbing, but he's here now, not there, and there's no use getting wound up when he's sitting safely with Jim. Bones shudders bodily, shaking his head as if to rid himself of a case of the willies. His hand leaves his lap to wrap briefly over Jim's knee, meeting his gaze. )

Thank you for pulling me out of there, Jim. You saved my life.