You know, if Jim had known that he would have taken more care than usual in order to cover his tracks. As it stands, he figures he'll have time for that later. Oops. It's Riker's move to cross the shortest distance across the lounge that gives him the advantage, and Jim is only just lucky enough that he manages to not jump like the kid that got caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

Or the cadet that hacked a simulation to change the rules and win an no-win scenario.

He does straighten though, the amusement tells him that so far, he's not quite in danger of another brig visit. "Maybe, but what choice do I have. She's putting me on the couch practically. I'm not a fan of lover's quarrels." There's no real sense in trying to hide the commands he's rewriting and inputting, so he doesn't.

"I'm just looking for something we don't have on hand around here, that's all."

Not a lie. Definitely not a complete truth.