He ducked his head a little, the fabric puffing up at the movement.

"Nothin' I'm not used to. I used to swim in anything I put on, after all."

He breathed in and he could feel it, the warmth and weight in his chest.

"Can't complain that... that you always found me worth lookin' at."

And then, because he was all out of words or at least out of any half-decent words, he tugged Jim down to continue the kissing. He was actually getting to be reasonably good at the kissing.