Oh god. She was threatening to break his fingers now? Maybe he should leave. Just go back to normal prison--he'd almost been out in the first place. But people didn't fucking break his fingers there. He was starting to walk away faster, truly scared now, when suddenly Jim was there.
It was as if the sky opened up and shown down on the man. The heavens might as well have started singing a chorus in praise of him. Rusty hadn't ever been into dudes, but in that moment, he might have been just a tiny bit in love with Jim.
He reacted accordingly. By giving Jim a huge, clingy hug because he rather desperately needed it, and he was so ridiculously grateful for his presence.
Fag. Jessy sighed, sounding bored. About time you came out.