It was absolutely burying himself in work, but he knew he didn't have to tell Jim that. They were both a little guilty of it anyway, to varying degrees and at different occasions, but it was good to remind themselves to pull the other away from that every once in a while. Lord knew they both could be stubborn as hell about stepping away from work.

He glanced over at Jim, a little surprised to feel his chin rest on his shoulder, but he said nothing to that. Just looking back to the fire, looking into the pot while he waited for the food to start heating up. "Yeah? And what do you call 'specialty', hot coffee and a couple toasts? I don't think that counts as cookin'."

He was just teasing Jim, really. Though he was admittedly honest, as he had no idea whether Jim could even cook anything.