The lines were there for their own good. So no one would get hurt. Jim has lived within those lines for a long time. But he's never felt this content, this satisfied with the companionship he has. Feeling wanted, appreciated...this is new for Jim.
He thinks back to their outing in Tamriel, and to the way Felix reacted when Jim was teaching him about space. Felix likes it when Jim is confident, in command....nearly as much as Jim likes Felix doing the same. He sucks in a breath and stills his expressions. He'll read this as though he was addressing his crew. Formally. Intellectually. The PADD is removed from Jim's suit in case he needs it, but the poem wasn't very long.
He doesn't break eye contact while he recites, staring into Felix's eyes with intensity.
"A poet by the name of Faiz Ahmend once said..."
Last night, your memory stole into my heart— as spring sweeps uninvited into barren gardens, as morning breezes reinvigorate dormant deserts, as a patient suddenly feels better, for no apparent reason ...
When he's finished, he lets himself smile just a little bit.
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He thinks back to their outing in Tamriel, and to the way Felix reacted when Jim was teaching him about space. Felix likes it when Jim is confident, in command....nearly as much as Jim likes Felix doing the same. He sucks in a breath and stills his expressions. He'll read this as though he was addressing his crew. Formally. Intellectually. The PADD is removed from Jim's suit in case he needs it, but the poem wasn't very long.
He doesn't break eye contact while he recites, staring into Felix's eyes with intensity.
"A poet by the name of Faiz Ahmend once said..."
Last night, your memory stole into my heart—
as spring sweeps uninvited into barren gardens,
as morning breezes reinvigorate dormant deserts,
as a patient suddenly feels better, for no apparent reason ...
When he's finished, he lets himself smile just a little bit.
"You can laugh now."