"I am," he agreed. "Clint's gonna get my things sent down here from the Tower, and I've been put on... well, let's call it the reserve, as far as the Avengers are concerned."

He kept running his hands over Jim's back, reassuring himself this was all real.

"Also, I apparently rode a shark back to Florida. Lois and Diana let me know I'm ridiculous already, though, don't worry."