[He's not yelling, but the withdrawing into himself and the muffled voice is concerning. Tucking the pen behind his ear as he takes the time to inspect his handiwork. Releasing his top and dragging his hand down along Jim's spine. He can already tell Jim needs a back rub.]
I'll tell you if you turn around. [He wants to make sure Jim is okay.]
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I'll tell you if you turn around. [He wants to make sure Jim is okay.]