Oh good, Felix is okay. Or at least on the way to getting there. The breath that escapes Jim is equal parts relieved and frustrated. His original feelings haven't gone away during all of this, they were just set aside in favor of making sure his husband was going to be alright. That whatever it was Felix was doing here hadn't hurt him in some way. Jim doesn't want to think Felix would do that. The man has so much more self preservation than Jim does, normally.

These aren't normal times though.

"What exactly is it? What kind of ritual is this?" Jim knows enough to say with some certainty that's what he'd been witnessing now, though to what end? Not a clue. Jim's irritation shorts out again when Felix settles his weight against the captain. He wants to hold Felix close and comfort him almost as much as he wants to take the mage by the shoulders and shake him until the man tells Jim what's going on.

"...Felix." It's as patient as Jim can make himself sound, but it is a warning.