Jim keeps pace easily enough, turning his head to sweep their surroundings for anything that looks distinctly Yorktown-y. "Tell me about it. Either the DTI don't know about this place, or they've decided it's way too much trouble to try."

His relaxed attitude certainly doesn't hint that he's worried at all about getting caught by everyone's favorite humorless time police. Worried about getting the lieutenant back safe and sound, well, that's different.

With both of them keeping an eye out, Zunar decides to drop down from the captain's shoulder, fluffy tail held high as he trots forward to find more smells like the quiet blue man. Sure, he's not a dog, but look! He's helping!

"Don't get too far ahead," Jim calls out to the kneazle, receiving a mrow in swift reply. He knows, dad. Stop worrying.