"I believe it." Jim didn't understand the issues with promotion in the ranks when it came to women who also happened to be officers, and some of the finest in the Fleet. One day, maybe, it wouldn't be an issue.

Jim nods quietly as Pike starts to talk, explaining why he did what he did all those years ago, betting on the fact that he wouldn't be able to resist. As far as still sitting here, all these years later?

"I do. I just don't know if I'm what it needs." He's brokered countless diplomatic treaties over the years. Hell, he's even made a name for himself practically. Something about it still feels off. Hollow. He doesn't know if it's his own unease or something left over from Section 31 that still leaves an awful taste in his mouth. He's felt off course for a while now. Adrift. Just going through the motions.

"I think it needs better people than me."