"I just....I heard that-I thought that you-" His thoughts weren't entirely complete as he fussed over the kettle. Fingers tapping with nervous energy. He'd heard so many different stories, but the key factor was that his brother was dead.
Biting his lip at Jim's words, his attention turned fully to the criminal. Looking about as relieved as he felt. "I'm glad that you're alive." He admitted softly.