So what's that? Months? Years? You do look a little... well, more mature.

[ He doesn't wanna call you old, but, you know. That. (At least he doesn't have a beard.) ]

Oh, yeah. Don't worry, I'll be careful. [ When is he ever, though. ] But I'm so glad you care, Bones. You're so good to me. [ And at least he's not hugging him again now but he's definitely resting his cheek on the doctor's shoulder with a deep, contented sigh. ] I'm so glad you're my best friend.