Jim braces himself against the counter for a moment, trying to force himself to calm down. Tarsus was thirteen years ago. It's over.

It's never over.

He finally turns around, hesitantly stepping back towards Hunter, still a little skittish. "I think I'm okay." It's not entirely true. But he's as okay as possible, after that.

And that was one of his better memories from Tarsus. What will he have to relive again if this continues?