Just that is a hell of a concession from Jim. A promise, up front, ahead of time, that Jim will resist his own do-or-die impulses, acknowledge that he might need to back out for his own well-being. It drags Felix's eyes back to him, widening now. How can he argue with that inexorable logic? That kind of gesture? No matter how much he wants to reject the idea of bringing Jim back there...

Gods, he feels so exhausted by his own emotions.

"...I'm more afraid that I won't handle it."