"Seems that's the only thing of mine that's safe on this ship," Jim huffs softly. And it isn't even really his. Most people have this sort of awestruck look about them when he's anywhere in the room, and usually his ego would be okay with that. The more it goes on though---not really.

He looks back as she starts, stops, and some of that sentence drops off. His features soften. "You too." Cause he does miss her. He's---missed her for a long time now.

"You bet. Take care of yourself."