Both maybe. Or just jumpy. The ship was headed to Hell and Jamie was really starting to feel it. But he was refusing to show it until panic became absolutely necessary. Until then... There was Brodie.
Jamie shifted to sit up a little more as the Aussie took a seat. "You're going to chastise me and without even a kiss first?" He arched an eyebrow, smirking. "Oooh the humanity," he shook his head and dramatically rolled his eyes towards the sky.
He grinned broadly - yeah, he had to say that. Especially since Brodie seemed to like the idea. "I would really, really like that," and apparently so did his imagination. He shivered a little at the thoughts moving through his head, totally unused to this particular gender residing there. But he embraced the change whole heartedly. Kind of why he'd been reading Jocks: True Stories of America's Gay Male Athletes. Not that he was gay precisely but anyhow. Not important.
The important part was Brodie with sunscreen and ideas of a rubdown... Oh yes.