How about you make me, tough guy. [ He knows Bones can handle it. He wouldn't do it otherwise. That's why that frown makes him half-chuckle. He really doesn't handle it with any amount of grace at all. It's cute, though. At least Jim thinks so. ]

You sound like a caveman, use your words, Bones. [ He grins as he says it, but then he finally says something intelligible. ] We both know trouble is a state of being for me. It's like Spock's eyebrow going up when he's annoyed, you just know it's gonna happen.

I guess right now you're lucky that trouble isn't on my mind. [ Mischief maybe. Definitely, actually. ]