All these people are making Jim a little nervous, but it helps that most of their attention isn't on him. He flips open his communicator and selects Hunter's frequency in the PINpoint attachment, and sends him a brief voice message. "Hey Hunter, it's Jim. I had an unplanned problem but I'm okay. I think they want you to come get me." He's not sure of the protocol here, but that seems reasonable. And the message should be vague enough that only Hunter should understand the deeper message.

It doesn't look like he's going to get out of this, so he reluctantly gets to his feet, knowing damn well he can't order her around like he can with Bones. With any luck, this'll be quick. Already the shock of reliving his fatal irradiation is leaving his limbs, though the memory itself is still seared into his consciousness.

"Yeah, I remember what he looked like." It'd be easier if he could give them the sketch, but any police officer worth their salt would want to know where he got it, how he had it, and why he tried to handle this himself instead of turning it over to the police. So he just gives a verbal description of Austin, as well as the man's first name.