Jim decides not to enlighten him on how he looks when he's having an allergy attack, mostly because it's not remotely cute. "Yeah, I bet you just wanted to get your hands on me."

He can't exactly say that that's a surprise, and Jim just smiles back at him for it. He likes the idea of being wanted, but then he remembers that it's more complicated than that. He shifts a little in his seat. "But wouldn't want anyone to get the wrong impression."