Would even fight at times about it, squabbles here and there that could get heated, but in the end they always managed something and ended up where they needed to be. Needed a little time occasionally, but they still would always be there for the other. Through the bond, physically, or both. It's how they worked, and they needed it that way at times.

Hand rested against the back of Jack's neck, fingers creeping to get at skin between helmet and clothing there. That little bit more of a physical touch of contact. "Yeah, I'm sure. Might be easier to wait until we pull off to camp."