Jim raises his glass, a little salute of thanks for the bartender. He takes a sip and he turns back to Will. He was born in space, too, but that's another thing he would rather not discuss.

His life, sometimes.

"Starfleet's a voluntary service. You enlist and you do four years at the Academy, then you go into active service." There's the tiniest hint of triumph in his smile. "I went through a little faster than most. I'm already on active duty. I can't think of anything else I'd rather do."