Jim just nods, mentally filing that information away. It may be only a small comfort to know that this isn't something that's been ongoing for a long time with no one noticing, but it could be vital intel, something to help them fit together the clues. And hopefully find a solution that doesn't mean what he dreads it does.

It's slightly more of a surprise that this man would be familiar with the ship. He's way calmer than Jim would assume that Felix would be, so this can't be him. But he supposes the other captain would know more than one Tamrielic citizen, and it's not that weird that he'd make friends.

He's not sure how much detail he needs to give, how familiar this man is with the inner workings of the ship. Normally he'd rather do damn near anything else than look for the door to the warp core. His self-administered exposure therapy hasn't gotten quite that far yet. But just like last time, knowing the danger and what fate awaited him, he can't let that fear hold him back. Not when there may be lives in the balance. "It's a glass door, about an inch thick. Slides open sideways. Has the Federation symbol for radiation warning on it. Do you need me to draw it?" He can't assume that Tamriel even has a concept of radiation, never mind recognize the warning signs. If this guy knows what the hell he's talking about, so much the better, but Jim knows better than to automatically assume.