Jim rolls his shoulders to help ease his jacket down his arms. Even as they reach their destination, he doesn't look to be particularly nervous, if anything he seems to ease into the closeness between them with an effortlessness that speaks to experience.

"I thought slow and steady wins the race?" He shoots Klaus's words back at him, lips curled into a lopsided smirk, eyebrow raised. He closes in on Klaus's space himself, taking hold of his jacket too, pulling him in for a kiss first before he pushes it down his arms.