[ If Jim was worried about attachment, he need not. That ship has sailed. It's waaaay too late, because Finn's never really going to buy that this person is different from the guy he used to know. It's not like he's going to try to press for anything, anyway, just like he hadn't before. He's not here to make Jim's life more complicated.

Even though, that's... exactly what he's doing. It makes Finn wish the ground would swallow him, no matter how many overwhelmingly positive emotions are beating against his skull right now.

But there is one good decision he can make, and that's not letting James relive something horrible just to fulfill Finn's morbid curiosity. He shakes his head at the ground, finally getting some air. ]

You don't have to tell me. I-... [ He usually cuts himself off because what he was about to say was stupid. This time, he's just at a loss for words. Deep breath. ] It's not your fault. It... wasn't even you. Or you don't remember it, or something like that. Besides, we- I was being a jerk and--

[ He lets out a long sigh, hanging his head, so very well aware that he's not making this situation any better. At least there are no delusions that things will be normal again. Whatever normal was. He's kind of half expecting that this is their last conversation, anyway. ]

It doesn't matter. You're okay, that's the... important thing... I'm so glad you're okay.

[ He'll just need to take about three hours to himself later but he can't let himself deal with that right now. ]