[ Jim wouldn't describe himself as close to any other refugee in particular - even the likes of Dutch and Peggy know more about Starfleet than they do him, given the way he tends to talk about anything personal - but he still considers plenty his friends. Duo, for example. And it's not easy to miss the way he's acting, lately, even in distant passing.
So, here he are. Knocknocknock. (Or more likely, beepboopchime.) ]
Strippergram, [ he deadpans at the inquiry. ] It's Jim. Open up, kid.
[ A beat, then: ] I've got food.
[ Just in case he'll need bribery. He's not kidding, either, having stopped somewhere just before. ]
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So, here he are. Knocknocknock. (Or more likely, beepboopchime.) ]
Strippergram, [ he deadpans at the inquiry. ] It's Jim. Open up, kid.
[ A beat, then: ] I've got food.
[ Just in case he'll need bribery. He's not kidding, either, having stopped somewhere just before. ]