For once the Imperial doesn't have words to offer. Doesn't know if he ought to accept that thanks or gently protest. Doesn't think he can speak the things that make his chest tighten and his heart ache.

So he doesn't say a word. He just reaches up to wrap his hands around Jim's arms and tug the captain down onto the couch beside him. Let him just hold Jim close and know he's all right. Everything else is just... details.