Not Mine, Never Mine, Usual Disclaimers.
Jim was stuck in what to do. On the one hand, he very much wanted to climb the slope to see if he could get his bearings, on the other, he just wanted to put as much distance between him and the bear-beast as fast as he could, as soon as he could. Both options had their draw backs. The slope was covered in vegetation, making it the perfect place for something sinister to hide in, plus travelling upwards and then back down would give the bear more time to lose interest and come looking for him from another direction. Travelling back down straight away meant that he risked attracting the bear's attention as he passed, not to mention heading in the wrong direction and becoming hopelessly lost.
Which reward is worth the risk?
Jim nearly snapped at the Spock voice in his head, then decided to heed the advice, the reward of finding the direction in which he needed to go far outweighed the risk if running into something that wanted to eat him. Besides, it was safer then heading back down, as he could see no path, which may pose a problem for him later, but it would keep the bear away at least. Standing back up, Jim headed up the slope, hoping that it plateaued out instead of simply ending. As luck would have it, there was a short space of roughly horizontal at the top. Looking around, Jim stretched his body upwards to try and see over the tree tops.
Need something to stand on, Jim thought, then tried to banish the thought of what Spock would do if he suggested climbing on the half Vulcan's shoulders.
He realised with a pang that he missed Spock's company.
Stop that, Spock's a possessive bastard when he isn't distracted by blow jobs under the shower or rough as hell sex.
There was a war going on inside of his head. One voice was screaming that Spock had been out of line during pon farr. A second was screaming that it wasn't Spock's fault, it was Jim's for refusing to stop Spock at any point. A third was calmly pointing out that he had been a virtual prisoner of Spock's during those four days, and that refusing to submit to Spock would have ended badly for him. Yet another voice, which sounded suspiciously like Spock, told him that there was no point in debating over that which was past, and may never be again if he stopped being afraid.
Jim decided that the Spock voice had a point, he couldn't debate the what if, and if just sucked it up and explained what went wrong with Spock, he could avoid being in that situation again. At the same time, he was tempted to ignore it, just to spite that which reminded him of Spock. We wasn't afraid of Spock, we wasn't afraid of the situation repeating itself, and he sure as hell wasn't worried about hurting or upsetting Spock.