Carefully, not sure if Sinclair is actually down with this or just tolerating it, Jack approaches and puts his arms around the other man. Just drapes his arms around him and rests his forehead on Sinclair's shoulder.

He's tense, he can't help it, it's been a long time since he was this close to someone without bloody murder taking place. But the presence of someone friendly reassures him a bit. Banishes the dream a little further.