There's something in Bones, something clawing its way up to the surface. He wants to ask a question, a favor, and it's hard for him, and -

Jesus. "Thought you were gonna ask me something difficult," he says immediately, squeezing Bones' hand. "Just promise me you'll kick me in the shin if I snore. Not the face."

........and he's thought of something himself, something that needs saying. Shameless and obvious it might be, but he tells himself he's being shameless and obvious out of worry. "You need to know I usually end up holding people I sleep next to."

Jim's quite pleased with how delicately he's phrased that. Didn't say that it's often while he's conscious, and very deliberate.