Jim got out of whatever slouch he might have slipped into during his long point. Seeing dinner was ready and we being brought out he spoke up to his nurse.
"Tinny. Dinnertime. Need my pills." he barked.
The machine furbished the medication and he took them as he had done steadly for a month since the last major injury he had in an escape pod when his salvager was split down the middle by bandits.
He shooed tinny off with a waving of his hand eager to see what was prepared.
"Thanks for dinner. Mrs. Holiday. It has been a long time since Ive been in a home for dinner." He has a nostalgic smile on his face.
"The joker... Yes... Saw him on multiple occasions... Its interesting to me how sometimes the universe and peoples opinions can somehow gauge great intelligence... and instantly become intimidated." he said as plates where set down.
"Would have loved to have gotten that suit of his." as an aside.
"Solomon Khara... I've digested every conspiracy theory and video footage and documentary there is.. met many morphs.. little children I regret not going into parapsychology but me father would have skinned me alive. bless his soul. Their telepathic powers are...perfect... and im always in awe of it all. The few theta wave "songs" *he used quote fingers there* I have recorded always illicit emotions in the farthest gone patients." he smirked remembering.. though he felt he had to address the "mad scientist" factor.
"Of course im not proposing capture the dregs of society reprogram and release. The cases Im most eager to attempt these therapy's on are what.. the market call.. "blanks" .. In human care and merely speaking to them.. can coax the old mind.. to return.. Sometimes it would require hypnosis like in the case of my brother.. he was the first blank I worked with and healing." he stopped for a moment.
"He calls himself crying-man now.. he has a tiny following of.. militant anti slavers following him.. Hes.. disturbed but in treating him I learned what not to do. Also.. hes the one whos been finding these containers full of these.. erased minded people.. its uncanny..like he can feel them. No terrestrial hospital can.. or.. wishes to help them. hence why I made the disruptor module.. if i can make a therapy.. I can distribute it with a solid treatment model so that im not the only one able to give these victims their life back.
This might take longer then the life I have left. But have to start. Also.. Theres.. the other readily and easily treatable concerns on free ports.. pirate bases and community's out this far... Need help from men like us. Also... Possibly.. Teach hopefuls who can fly a ship and have interest in learning medical and psychological skills. Cause frankly the kids thier drilling out of community college cant hold a pencil correctly.. or dont even know what a pencil is." he ended with a barb.
he hoped he wasn't so long winded that the food was cold. He pondered if Doc was the type to say grace.
Jim knew his own mother woulda fleeced him if he didnt say it at least silently.
