[ Jim blinks at the badge and then Tom, his frown jarring. ]

That's your communicator? [ He fishes his own out of his back pocket, flicking it open. No signal, just dead noise. ] It's the same with ours.

[ And then he gives him That Look, the one Spock Prime gets shot his way from time to time when the smug old jerk thinks he's being hilarious. (He is, but Jim never tells him that.) ]

You're from the future, aren't you? You guys should really think about getting some kind of safety net hitched up instead of falling backwards into us. [ Seriously. ] Yeah, I'm not going through your magic door, we need to think of something else.