Felix stares up at him, trying to make sense of that. That doesn't sound like the man he knows. It does, he realizes, sound like the way Jim sees himself in his darker moments.

He shakes his head emphatically. "You wouldn't kill without good reason. I know you. If you set out to kill a man then..." No. That isn't what Jim needs to hear. Felix will never believe he committed an unjust killing, but he knows when the captain isn't going to heed such affirmations.

"It was a nightmare, Jim," he says more softly. "An illusion crafted to torment you. It showed you what you feared most. And you fear becoming a killer. That's why it turned you into one."