Huh. Food smells are always something that catch Jim's attention, and he rolls out of bed, running a hand through his hair, trying to tame his rather impressive bedhead. But before investigating, he retreats to the bathroom for a minute for the usual reasons as well as to splash a little water on his face.

He leaves his boots off for the moment, his footsteps all the quieter for it as he moves out into the main living area of the apartment. He catches sight of Hunter in short order, but doesn't say anything right away, just enjoying the fact that his appreciative running commentary is staying put in his head where it belongs this time, watching the man at work.