Jim's been here long enough to get settled into his room, but not nearly enough to know all his roommates yet. It's kind of weird, he'll have to admit; even back at the Academy, he never shared a room with this many people, and he's not all that sure he'll adapt well to it. Bones, he doesn't mind. They did share a room at the Academy, but the issue here is the eight other people in the room.
He'll get used to it eventually. Maybe. He won't know until he tries, and that starts with at least getting acquainted with the other roommates.
Walking into the room to find one of them sitting by the foot of his bed looking the worse for wear isn't exactly how he pictured it happening. He stops near the door before finally clearing his throat and offering a simple greeting. "Hi."
And then, because he apparently doesn't know how to mind his own business, he gestures vaguely at the guy's clothes. "You should get checked out. Looks like you're bleeding." Jim's seen plenty of weird alien races but he's sure none of them are supposed to bleed through their pores.
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He'll get used to it eventually. Maybe. He won't know until he tries, and that starts with at least getting acquainted with the other roommates.
Walking into the room to find one of them sitting by the foot of his bed looking the worse for wear isn't exactly how he pictured it happening. He stops near the door before finally clearing his throat and offering a simple greeting. "Hi."
And then, because he apparently doesn't know how to mind his own business, he gestures vaguely at the guy's clothes. "You should get checked out. Looks like you're bleeding." Jim's seen plenty of weird alien races but he's sure none of them are supposed to bleed through their pores.