*Juliet's alone in medical, going over everyone's results from the psych eval. Their held their pen in their left hand, tapping it on their temple, curly Afro hanging in their face from the bounce of their leg as they thought over Jimmy's answers. They saw what Anya was talking about now. Jimmy was the type she'd avoid unless absolutely necessary, and although their interactions weren't too off-putting, that they actually got alone pretty well when they talked, there was still something weird going on with the guy. Or at the very least he was immature in various areas. They still wondered why Curly let him on the ship in the first place. Juliet's thoughts are interrupted when she hears someone enter the doors to medical. They look up, pushing their glasses up their freckled nose, hazel eyes regarding you with interest.

"Oh. Hello. What do you need?"