It's easy to see that whoever this woman is, Frank's pretty proud of her. Her biggest cheerleader and probably the one that gives her pep talks if she were to ever feel down about herself. It's cute. The only person Jim can equate that to in his life is Pike.

Who was dead now. Fucking Khan. The shift into darker, sadder thoughts doesn't show on his face though. He's well practiced on how to think about shit that bothers him and not let it show in his demeanor.

"Are there still many doors to open?" Jim asks. "I don't really have an idea how big this place is yet and I haven't gone looking just yet."