[ It's a weird feeling, having to let someone else he doesn't know from another time in practically another world shoulder the responsibility Jim bears, but neither of them really have a choice. They have their respective roles to fill and know the rote roads it leads down, neither of them can change the messed up physics here. (If any of this is real, that is.)
Jim claps him on the arm. ]
C'mon, Lieutenant. I'll get you a beer and you can tell me how great I am.
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Jim claps him on the arm. ]
C'mon, Lieutenant. I'll get you a beer and you can tell me how great I am.