You know, Verity, between how you open his magic space radiation door and your Wikipedia search, there's gonna be an awful lot of squicky information in your hands in a moment there. The only way this could be more of a depressing internet search was if Jim's childhood in Iowa was on that PADD. Which it isn't. That's something only Pike knew about, and he's dead too.

Jim is unaware of Verity's search as he settles into his station. There aren't biometric locks; his captain's override is usually enough to get him security. And no one knows what that is.

"Spock? Yeah...we've finished. Hey listen I--" Beat. A chuckle. "I was just going to ask that, actually. You don't mind? Sure. Yeah. Comm me the second anything happens." Everything seems okay from the bridge. Jim gets up and heaves a sigh, wanders into the bathroom. Takes care of his hygiene needs and grabs a sonic shower.

Conveniently offscreen for whatever Verity is about to learn.