For a second Jim doesn't seem to have caught on to what Terentius is implying. He looks back at Stratos for help, then back at their uncle, and only then does it start to dawn on him what he's being teased about. Jim ducks his head and bites back a laugh.

"I really will have to be careful. Stratos would take far more embarrassment out of it than I would, but the last thing I need is anyone giving Felix a reason to be jealous. I'm not sure I'd survive it." He nods after Terentius before sighing much more heavily once the door's been shut again.

"What? Oh, yeah a bit. My clothes are thawing out now though. Give it a few minutes and I'm sure my hands will come round, too." He doesn't think he's gotten frostbite but with how muddy they are it's hard to tell immediately.