[ Jim hasn't seen Gwen in about a week. After confirming that her and Peter were both physically okay, Jim had backed off intentionally. He knew as well as anyone the kind of toll something like this could take on a person, and he also knew it was better to give Gwen space to process it, rather than forcing his presence on her too early. While it wasn't him, not really, it was his hands. His fists, his voice, throwing those words at her. Words he knew had hurt her, deeper than any physical violence he could have levied.
Words she'd absolutely taken to heart, based on their last conversation. After a week, Jim knew it was about time he took them back, whether she was willing to let him or not. It was important he say it anyway.
Gwen agrees to a visit without too much cajoling on Jim's part, and Jim opens the door a few beats after the knock. He's wearing an apron (he bought it for Spock as a not really joke; look, Jim's got to do something to amuse himself around here) and looks to be in a little bit of disarray - the apron has not helped with the flour covering his person, a smear of it high on his cheek.
The reason for the problem is obvious when Bones comes barreling over to greet her, knocking past Jim's knees and jumping up to Gwen, tongue lolling excitedly. Jim huffs and smiles, rolling his eyes good-naturedly. ] He's been a menace. I keep telling him dogs can't eat chocolate, but he refuses to believe me.
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Words she'd absolutely taken to heart, based on their last conversation. After a week, Jim knew it was about time he took them back, whether she was willing to let him or not. It was important he say it anyway.
Gwen agrees to a visit without too much cajoling on Jim's part, and Jim opens the door a few beats after the knock. He's wearing an apron (he bought it for Spock as a
not reallyjoke; look, Jim's got to do something to amuse himself around here) and looks to be in a little bit of disarray - the apron has not helped with the flour covering his person, a smear of it high on his cheek.The reason for the problem is obvious when Bones comes barreling over to greet her, knocking past Jim's knees and jumping up to Gwen, tongue lolling excitedly. Jim huffs and smiles, rolling his eyes good-naturedly. ] He's been a menace. I keep telling him dogs can't eat chocolate, but he refuses to believe me.