Re: Jim & Bones
"But would you enjoy it?" Jim suggested, raising his bottle and shrugging. "Well, I do need you to bring me back from the dead any time I, well, die." It was a joke now. He could joke about it. That was good. He wouldn't be alive without McCoy and they both were well aware of it.
He glanced around as he sipped his beer. "No, they're not. I'm not sure if, in the end, it matters except that it's happening. Sure, they've got some of the best minds looking into it, but until or unless anything is figured out that can be more controllable than what we're already doing, it's just how it is."