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Of course Jim has to prove himself. He refills his glass even though he really shouldn't be drinking much more and takes a sip to distract himself from needing to speak again right away. Blue eyes watch intently as Felix helps himself to the dessert.

"My father's side. This was her home until..." A shrug. "Until I came around. After my dad passed we moved in. She was always kind in her own way." Jim wishes he could have spent more time with her. It's not often he finds a fond memory within his own family. "Sam and I always loved seeing her. My older brother. She passed away though, before I was more than twelve."

Which is what had sent him to live with his Aunt on a little colony in the middle of nowhere. Tarsus IV. Jim doesn't dwell on that chronological time too long. Not today. This is for Felix. Everything is for Felix today. Jim's not about to ruin it.

"And anyway, she made the best baked apples. They're kind of my favorite thing, so. I figured..." Another shrug, and another gulp of wine. "I'd share it with you."