Once he's sure they're solidly out of the Nexus, Jim is... a little reluctant to turn his translator back on, to be honest. Wary of getting the exact same squealing feedback straight into his head, if leaving the Nexus didn't fix the problem. But they came here for a reason, so man up, Jim.

The little device pops on without so much as a scree, making his anticipatory wince all for nothing. Mid-sentence, Natasha's words seem to melt from the archaic and outdated form he's been hearing and straight into blessedly contemporary English. He misses the first couple of questions, but the last part is loud and clear, even before she switches to a much more familiar form of Russian.

"Yeah, I think so. You can understand me too now, right?"