( Bones travels right through about a dozen emotions then and there, ranging from shock and confusion to disbelief, to anger, even the faint lick of despair, and right around to pride, oddly enough. Three years of Jim busting his hump on a dare, of all things, and then saving their asses? )
...Well, Christ, what do I even say to that, ( he admits with a sigh. Time difference between them aside-- it's weird, it's fucking WEIRD but Bones is shockingly capable of picking his battles --Jim is still his best friend, still the man he hauled onto the Enterprise half a day ago because he couldn't stomach the guilt of leaving him behind, like so many others had before. )
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...Well, Christ, what do I even say to that, ( he admits with a sigh. Time difference between them aside-- it's weird, it's fucking WEIRD but Bones is shockingly capable of picking his battles --Jim is still his best friend, still the man he hauled onto the Enterprise half a day ago because he couldn't stomach the guilt of leaving him behind, like so many others had before. )
Congratulations, Jim. You deserve it.