John has his hands clasped behind his back as he approaches, his posture very straight and precise. As much because he is not entirely certain what sort of conversation he's walking into as anything else. They had been through -- quite a lot together, as of late. And while he understands that they should probably discuss a great many things, he doesn't quite know what to make of the fact that Jim has explicitly requested that they do so. He may or may not feel caught out.

"Good afternoon," he replies, offering the other man a smile. Nodding to the last rock that Jim had skipped across the water before commenting, "Quite the talent you've got there."