clearly dying to be found [ ♡ ] rejoining

[arcy]

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 65%; font-family: timesnewroman; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"]Jim has spent a little more time than warranted wondering if his crew has replaced him already. It's only been a month or two -- the admiralty would let them search longer than that if his crew pushed, wouldn't they? .. Unless they didn't.
Jim doesn't like thinking about it. It was, after all, the one place he felt at home. So, instead, the Chaser waits, and focuses on the present.
.. The present, like this. There's mud covering a good majority of his lower body, and god does Jim hate mud. He's grown to tolerate it, at least. There wasn't a lot of other options except absolute misery in this jungle swampland. It makes for scenting things hard, though he's been getting better. .. Hence why he doesn't notice the stranger before he hears her voice. Jim's ears prick, and he blinks. An older member who came back, he's assuming? .. She sounds nervous.
"I don't think you had to choose the border to announce yourself," Jim grins. If she really was a returning member, it would've made more sense to go to the village, right? .. Chances were you'd be intercepted, but it was altogether the same. Right, but whatever. It was a preference. "Hey, welcome back, though. I'm Jim," He says, flashing one of his more charming grins in hopes of making her feel more at ease. And then, carefully, he steps back. He introduced himself, and, in his experience, there's gonna be somebody even more excited to see her. Especially with how close-knit these guys were, even if they weren't best friends or anything.

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