“… I don’t understand,” You tell the man sitting across from you at your table in the Med Bay, the Psyche Eval he had turned in for you in your hands

All of the answers were filled out like he thought of this as a Joke, even adding that he was ’Sexually Attracted to Cartoon Horses’ on one of the written answers

Jimmy sat across from you, arms crossed over his chest as he looked down his nose at you before scoffing

“ What is there to not understand? I answered all your questions,”