"Potentially? ...Both." He's hesitant to say it. Any of it. But he needs Jim to understand, there's a reason he didn't want to pull anyone into this who didn't need to be there. His hands squeeze on Jim's arms and there's a hint of apology in it. He knows this is bothering Jim, he knows there's an equally good reason for his nearly-husband to dislike the rituals and concealment. But it's not because of Jim...

He can't miss the tightness or the weariness in Jim's voice when he says to forget it. You're the expert. Felix pulls away enough to peer at him, trying to read his face... and frowning even deeper at the news. An expedition? Something in the way he says it- Felix has been out of the loop too much.

"...Yeah. Please. I... didn't want to drag you out here." He's not really in the mindset to handle people (mortals, fleshy, noisy, petty) now. But he needs to know what's going on. "What expedition? Where to?"