Okay. He's ingenious. An ingenious bastard, that is. He barely keeps himself from inhaling deeply to calm himself like he needs to, not wanting to get cold in caught in his chest because that is the worst.

"Yeah, well, who asked you, huh?" He's not going to ask for Jim to come over and share his body heat. Instead, looking like a kicked, grumpy puppy, Bones holds up the space blanket.