[ the phone lights up with a received text, which occupies Jim's thoughts for a moment, even if only to grimace at the number and delete the offending message immediately. It obviously wasn't that important. Or perhaps it was from that one nurse at Bones's new place of work, who'd greatly enjoyed the stir fry Jim brought over one day: a lunch he'd conveniently forgot to give Bones. ]

You know, that timeframe lines up suspiciously with when we joined Starfleet.

[ he gives Bones a nudge with his shoe, which thankfully are new TOMS and not too covered with the scum of the streets. It's near impossible to imagine life without Bones or the Enterprise, and even after everything, he'd rather not. ]

Five years of great memories, and what's the worst that's happened?

[ bad question, he notes mentally and changes it to something with a less unhappy hypothetical answer ]

You mean you weren't born with dark circles?