Sounds like a plan. [The moment she touches his arm, he reflexively cups her elbow softly in response. Squeezing it softly, he lets go soon after and falls into spot next to Jim.]

Look forward to catchin' up later. [The doctor offers a smile then glances at Jim. His eyes get caught up tracing the gold lines over his face before finally catching his gaze.] If you want to go mingle I think I'm gonna go find a place to rest... gettin' too old for this shit.

[Even if they are words that should be angry or irritated, they're actually soft and warm. More so just tired and knowing Jim likes to talk and move around. And well, he's giving him that out.]