[ The only reason why this is text is because Jim can't trust himself not to fall apart completely mid-sentence. ]
I need your help. Sorry, I know you've got a lot on your plate right now, but I really need you to take over the aerial unit for a little while. Could you do that for me?
[ Particularly since it means having to work with Poe, but he wouldn't be asking if he had any other choice. ]
You know that virus going around? Victor got sick. He’s at the hospital now, he fell into a coma last night.
Lucy’s also sick, and I’m gonna be stretched a little thin between looking after her, telling her everything’s gonna be alright and checking up on Victor.
I just need some time off. I’m sorry, I know this isn’t ideal timing, but I have no one else to turn to.
Stop that. I told you, I'm not upset about it. And I don't want you to feel like you owe me anything. I'm asking because I trust you.
No, it's fine. Lucy's at the hospital too so I'm gonna spend all my time in here anyway. Besides, what would I do with groceries? Can't cook worth shit.
[ He's maybe a little too worn out and worried to make jokes, but he can take the light teasing anyway. ]
There's a coffee machine here. It's crap but it does the trick. And I'm kind of used to the food they've got here after my stay, so I'll manage. Really, John, you don't have to go to the trouble. It's good enough that you're looking after the unit. You don't have to look after me too— again.
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I need your help. Sorry, I know you've got a lot on your plate right now, but I really need you to take over the aerial unit for a little while. Could you do that for me?
[ Particularly since it means having to work with Poe, but he wouldn't be asking if he had any other choice. ]
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What's wrong?
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Lucy’s also sick, and I’m gonna be stretched a little thin between looking after her, telling her everything’s gonna be alright and checking up on Victor.
I just need some time off. I’m sorry, I know this isn’t ideal timing, but I have no one else to turn to.
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I'm on my feet, and there's still enough of the retrovirus in my system that I can't get sick.
I've got the shuttle team covered. Need anything else? Groceries dropped off at your place? Eyes on the kid?
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No, it's fine. Lucy's at the hospital too so I'm gonna spend all my time in here anyway. Besides, what would I do with groceries? Can't cook worth shit.
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[Nothing like a little delicate teasing to lighten the mood.]
What about coffee, or dinner? I need to know you're taking care of yourself too.
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[ He's maybe a little too worn out and worried to make jokes, but he can take the light teasing anyway. ]
There's a coffee machine here. It's crap but it does the trick. And I'm kind of used to the food they've got here after my stay, so I'll manage.
Really, John, you don't have to go to the trouble. It's good enough that you're looking after the unit. You don't have to look after me too— again.
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Ever think of that, punk?
Try and stop me.
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