"I thought about that too," Jim nods. Whether a message left there purposefully, or a means for his subconscious to reveal his new ability to him.

Before he says anything else, though, Malcolm is suddenly pulling out knife and cutting himself. "Holy shit," he heaves out with a gasp before he can think twice of it, reaching out to grip around Malcolm's wrist as he steps closer to him. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"