"That sounds like him." Hunter runs his fingers up Jim's arm. It is hard, seeing him in such a fragile sight. Being so afraid to touch anything else but that arm, because he doesn't want to interfere with the oxygen or stabilization fields.

He knows that visiting hours are likely limited, but really is not wanting to leave Jim's side right now. He is going to find a way to make this work, so he can continue to visit Jim as much as possible.

"You are such a good captain." He whispers up to Jim.