[Right. Yes. He's going to die a little now. Jon's whole face lights up with color as he lets go of Tim's hand. It's probably going to be uncomfortable as he shoves himself up and off and reaches for the photo album. It's a moment before he can drag himself out of his more feline mindset to find words.]

Sorry. That, uh... that was inappropriate. I think- I'll see about the photos. And memories. I'll get back to you.

[And standing up.]