[Her smirk brings a smile to his face, genuine and broad, for he had been so close to breaking. He's done it more than once, smaller degrees, but to have been near capitulation and persevered, he can take a measure of pride in it now, even if he'd felt weak for his faltering. Speaking of Jim keeps the smile there.]

Not for one moment. The last I spoke with him, he'd been involved in an... another...

[It gives way to twitching again, but he forces the words out, wincing.]

Plot with t-those... of similar mi... minds.

[Exhaling slowly, the names comes easier as he shoves the central thought away with much effort.]

Cassian Andor and Max Guevara. They're both still here. Jim, he left without ever backing down. If he returns, whether he remembers or not, I'm certain he'd join us once again.