smartass_captain

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It had been getting better, slowly.

If only because Jim's new habit of stopping after shift to train with security has eaten up all of that pent up energy he's carried with him back to his quarters after shift up until now. He's easier to talk to when he hasn't been stewing over things actively for an entire shift before coming back to Felix.

"Yeah?" His lips even twitch into a weak smile at Felix's impression of their CMO. It's not even half bad, really. He tries for more words that come out an unintelligible mumble before Jim almost looks back away at his desk again. Stops to feel that cloth covered hand caressing his face.

"It's..." Nothing? Jim swallows the word immediately. It's so bad a lie to tell but the captain doesn't know where to start. He licks at his lip again before he opens his mouth but doesn't get much farther. It's not...it shouldn't be that big of a deal. It's Tiber who jumps back up onto the desk and knocks Jim's PADD closer to where Felix is, still chirping his concern.