Jim's eyes follow the little girl's circuit around the room, both amused by her antics (there's a certain devil-may-care attitude with that little one that strikes a chord with him, what can he say?) and wondering just what sort of toll being dragged into and out of a place like this must take on someone so young.

"Third time," he echoes. "Damn."

After a moment, it fully sinks in, and he turns to look at Sol, eyebrows raised. "...Third time? This city's messed with you guys that much?"