Jim gets up from where he's been seated, drowning in a never ending stack of data pads that all need his attention or approval. The jackass smile falls with it when the younger captain rubs at the back of his head. He offers a shrug of his shoulders instead.
"Hunter's a 21st century American, right? This place is full of those, you'll be able to find advice easily. Besides, I got a chance to meet the guy and he seems really laid back. Any effort you put it is gonna impress the fuck out of him." A more sincere smile flits across Jim's face, mercifully short lived so as not to make anything weird between them.
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Jim gets up from where he's been seated, drowning in a never ending stack of data pads that all need his attention or approval. The jackass smile falls with it when the younger captain rubs at the back of his head. He offers a shrug of his shoulders instead.
"Hunter's a 21st century American, right? This place is full of those, you'll be able to find advice easily. Besides, I got a chance to meet the guy and he seems really laid back. Any effort you put it is gonna impress the fuck out of him." A more sincere smile flits across Jim's face, mercifully short lived so as not to make anything weird between them.
"What've you got so far for ideas?"