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Leave a message, eh? What kinda ofa message?

[ He pauses. When no answer is forthcoming, he shrugs and continues on. ]

I like rum. Rum is good.

A good one, I'd say.

[ sulu knows how to play this. ]

I'm still sorry. It wasn't my place.

[Oh, compliments. Jack likes compliments. He grins.]

If it makes you feel any better, you're forgiven or... [He waves a hand.] ...what have you.

It does. Thanks.

[ because it must really be balls to have someone roll up in your dreams. ]

Was all of that real?

[It could have been worse. At least he didn't have to do all of that alone, aye?]

Was what real, mate?

The ship we were one.