"Clint has the smartest guy in the world's phone number?" Jim snorts and gives a reasonably convincing smile. It's buried deep again. Where it should be. He can't believe he's let these strangers see this. Bones hasn't seen this. No one has.

"I'll be alright, Verity. I haven't been at my best since you meet me, that's all." The smile is pained, but it's honest. "I feel like that's all I've been doing since I got here."