His brows raise and he swivels to look at the Captain. He's seen him once or twice in his skulking around the network, but not more often. It's a welcome distraction, immediately an ease off his mind as he sits up a little more formally and salutes him.

He misses protocol a little. Even if Jim isn't High Guard, he can adapt.

"Captain Kirk. It's a pleasure." He holds out his hand, his boneblades along his forearm still covered with metal ones at the moment as the real ones healed. "I'm extremely patient, but company makes the wait less noticeable regardless. And yes I did. I appreciate the recommendation."