It isn't, but that's what the Nexus is for. If Jim ever wants to experience real sailing he's more than welcome to go to Tamriel or any number of other worlds that still have such things.
His gaze flits to the shovel leaning next to his seat and the work that's left to do. Duty dictates that he continue to help here, to do what he can for those who've lost their lives to Khan and his crew. But it's been how long already?
Long enough for his limbs to feel leaden and his vision to sway when he gets up too quickly. When was the last time he's slept or eaten?
"I want to keep helping here, but I'm not sure how much longer I can before I pass out." The admission is quiet, but plain factual. Jim isn't limitless in his energy as much as he wishes it were otherwise. "I should....find Felix. Let him know I'm alright."
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His gaze flits to the shovel leaning next to his seat and the work that's left to do. Duty dictates that he continue to help here, to do what he can for those who've lost their lives to Khan and his crew. But it's been how long already?
Long enough for his limbs to feel leaden and his vision to sway when he gets up too quickly. When was the last time he's slept or eaten?
"I want to keep helping here, but I'm not sure how much longer I can before I pass out." The admission is quiet, but plain factual. Jim isn't limitless in his energy as much as he wishes it were otherwise. "I should....find Felix. Let him know I'm alright."