Jealous? Me? I think I'm insulted.

[But he smiles regardless, resting a hand against Brennan's arm as he clasps his shoulders, feeling more grounded already now that he's no longer facing this world on his own-- wherever they might be.]

I'm fine, I assure you. And really, Brennan. [He levels him with a look of skepticism, one eyebrow raised in question.] You've been vaulted forward through time an entire year and you balk at the difference of a few days? I expected better.