[ Jim half-yelps but it is more a sound of irritation that leaves him than anything. He gets his feet back under him after he's thrown off-balance a bit, and smacks at the hand on his collar. He could actually break the grip, or attempt to, if he wanted, but he doesn't see the point in starting that fight. He knows enough about the other man to know it'd be a bad idea and a fight he wouldn't win.
He's stock still, though, when the light reflects off what the other man has pinned under his overshirt. He swallows thickly, eyes stinging and watering despite his best efforts and his voice is far too soft as he jerks himself the rest of the way out of the other man's grip. ]
What is that? Where did you get that?
[ He reaches out to keep the fabric of his overshirt from falling to cover the insignia, and his hand is trembling. ]
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[ Jim half-yelps but it is more a sound of irritation that leaves him than anything. He gets his feet back under him after he's thrown off-balance a bit, and smacks at the hand on his collar. He could actually break the grip, or attempt to, if he wanted, but he doesn't see the point in starting that fight. He knows enough about the other man to know it'd be a bad idea and a fight he wouldn't win.
He's stock still, though, when the light reflects off what the other man has pinned under his overshirt. He swallows thickly, eyes stinging and watering despite his best efforts and his voice is far too soft as he jerks himself the rest of the way out of the other man's grip. ]
What is that? Where did you get that?
[ He reaches out to keep the fabric of his overshirt from falling to cover the insignia, and his hand is trembling. ]
Where did you get this?