He doesn't care that there's tears streaming down his face, doesn't care either that his voice has that shrill pierce to it only a child's fear can create. He's shaking from head to toe and as soon as Felix is pulling him close Jim is scrambling, getting into Felix's lap and clinging as though he'll be swept away if he doesn't.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have told you to do it I'm so sorry Felix are you okay?" He only breathes when the necessity is there, drawing a sobbing gasp from him as he clings desperately. "I'm sorry I'm sorry...."

Jim doesn't take heed of the sounds of approach, rocking back and forth and clinging like he is. Jim hates to show weakness in front of others, but now others may as well not exist as Jim sobs into the conjuror's shoulder.