"'Felix' is fine. And it's my pleasure. Crew-mates ought to watch one another's backs, right?" Besides, Norn will be much better company if Felix can persuade him to relax at least halfway.

Classified. That's a useful word. One Felix definitely won't abuse in the future. And he should really read up on just what Starfleet's teaching people about plane-walking, if only to cover his back. Jim surely has some useful notes lying around somewhere.

"Precisely." This time there's a rueful quirk to his smile. "The captain picks his staff so carefully, I expected we could count on you. But it's best to ask. My own training was rather different. No doubt the captain will speak with you later. In the meantime, let me show you around. It's much safer than you might think, and it's not every day you stumble across an interplanar crossroads. Even in Starfleet."