[ Only Bones to ask that, really. Jim doesn't plan on answering right away, though he huffs a soft chuckle, nudging his knee against the side of Bones's leg lightly. Granted, the chair has always been important to him, and space has been his home since the first time he went up there on a spaceship, but nothing is or will ever be as important as the people he cares about.
Granted, in a way he has space itself to thank for that, too. If not for Starfleet, for his ship, his crew, he wouldn't have met nor grown close to them. But that doesn't make any of it any more important than those people.
He shifts around, propping himself up on his elbow so he can look down at Bones instead. ] Well, I might need a few things, every once in a while. Like... massages, or chocolates. Maybe those flowers you're owing me— I gotta say, that debt is piling up some pretty high interests, too.
[ Winking down at Bones, he leans in for a brief peck to his lips. His other hand moves up, settling at the center of Bones's chest before his fingers trace slowly down the line of his jaw. ]You're more important, Bones. Don't you ever dare doubt that, you jerk. [ Said lovingly. ]
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Granted, in a way he has space itself to thank for that, too. If not for Starfleet, for his ship, his crew, he wouldn't have met nor grown close to them. But that doesn't make any of it any more important than those people.
He shifts around, propping himself up on his elbow so he can look down at Bones instead. ] Well, I might need a few things, every once in a while. Like... massages, or chocolates. Maybe those flowers you're owing me— I gotta say, that debt is piling up some pretty high interests, too.
[ Winking down at Bones, he leans in for a brief peck to his lips. His other hand moves up, settling at the center of Bones's chest before his fingers trace slowly down the line of his jaw. ]You're more important, Bones. Don't you ever dare doubt that, you jerk. [ Said lovingly. ]