Felix Caelus

"Don't you start telling me what I do and don't feel." For all Felix is right and his honest reasoning laid bare Jim wants to hear none of it right now. In the spur of the moment those words sound like his mother needling him over the comm channel if he's sure he's alright. Everyone who wants to see him fail looking for any sign of weakness. Jim's no longer a slave to this idea that he'll lose his ship if anyone knew him truly.

Still, upset as he is he doesn't want to hear talk that he might not be able to handle whatever trauma inducing place Felix has already braved on his own. He doesn't want pity or coddling. Jim's never wanted the help he's advised others seek in support of their mental health. Has never wanted to talk to those who wouldn't understand.

Felix is the only on who knows most everything. After that it would probably be his alternate. If even they start pitying him.....No. No Jim won't tolerate that.

"If, but. There's always a convenient reason you won't tell me the truth. I wouldn't have run off without you, but there's no point saying it now." Jim shakes his head. He doesn't touch on the real question Felix is asking. Not when he's this raw.