"Should've been a few hours..." He swallows hard, wondering just how upset his friend is even before Jim does him the courtesy of reading the messages out. Is it a courtesy? It must be, Jim isn't trying to punish him and... he has to know what they say. He should hear them. It's only fair.

Gods, though. Even in Jim's more even tone the mounting fear and anger creeping into Kav's messages come through loud and clear. He never really explained what his plan was to Kav. Didn't tell him what kind of dangers were entailed, no hint of what to envisage. As far as Kav must have been concerned... any kind of horror might have befallen Felix, and he wasn't supposed to tell. Until he decided he had too.

Nor was he wrong. Felix groans softly, eyes half closed. He can't meet Jim's eyes.

"Fuck... I really do owe him that drink."