Her smile softens at that kiss, another laugh spilling from her lips. “Oh, I cannot be the worst. Captain has to have be my miles.” It’s probably not true. They’re probably neck and neck, really.

Just for good measure, she reaches out for a squeeze of his ass as he turns.

She’s glad, at least, that none of the crew were seriously injured. She and Jim are used to having the shit beat out of them in defense of their people. But she’s fairly sure it was a small miracle they hadn’t lost someone today.

“Good,” she says finally, letting out a breath. “That’s good.”