smartass_captain

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"I hate to break it to you but you're never going to have earth beneath your feet around me. At least not anytime soon. Once the ship it good to go we're headed back out on our mission. So if you need a place to get away then, you'll be on my ship instead of here."

The phobia itself is one Jim understands all too well after years of dealing with and befriending one Leonard H. McCoy Jim just didn't really expect it from Isidor of all people. Her 'can do anything' attitude really is strong. Even when Jim thought he could see through it he still finds himself surprised by things she can't handle.

"I can do my best to make it accommodating for you. No windows, thank kind of thing." Once there's a bit more color to Isidor's face again only then does Jim stop watching her so closely. Isidor's here, which means something's bothering her. Something she can't and won't talk about directly. They can't go out for a run or anything without her getting horribly ill and possibly freaking out altogether. The only other choice is to use the apartment then.

"Give me a minute, I"ll change into some training clothes and we can just spar in here instead. I'll move the furniture in a moment." Tiber hops down from his countertop perch to nudge Isidor's leg gently with a soft 'mew' while Jim heads off to his room to change.

You gonna be okay there lady?