No, no fuck Clint and his poker face. Jim coughs and brings his hand to his mouth. Oh no. Oh no what has he done. Everything hurts.

He tries to open his mouth to say something--anything-- but all that comes out is another cough. His eyes screw shut and Jim shakes his head back and forth.

"Nnnnnnn oh fuck. Wheeeeeeew. Oh..Oh shit." Is there water? Ice? Right now Jim would gladly even take Delta Vega and it's Jim eating monsters for the chance to cool off.