[ For a second Jim just raises his eyebrows, and then surprise shifts to something else; a smile splits his face and he huffs a laugh. ] What are you talking about? All the shit I've survived, landing on Delta Vega within frantic running distance of you and Keenser? I should play poker, I'd clean up.

[ He loves his crew he loves his job!! He would be in prison without Starfleet, and dead without y'all. Take these emotions, Mr Scott.

Woof, though. ] Yeah, tell me about it. Come on, we'll get coffee and sandwiches and I'll.. [ hand motion. ] I dunno. Debrief you, get through everything.