“Bibum.” He offers a series of excruciatingly slow blinks at first, and when he opens his mouth again, it’s in the beginnings of a yawn. It was almost as if he’d been sapped of his energy just at the beginning of the other’s inquiry, and he moves to rest his head in the palm of his hand before providing Jim with a response. “What are you talking about? Do you really think you need to lose weight or is this some weird hobby because you’re bored without me?”