[ Aw, he'd be flattered. Jim's learned a lot over the tenure of his command, and while there is something to be said for learning all the rules before you break them - Jim also knows how to play to people's strengths. How to motivate and encourage; how to recognize when someone needs the tough love, and equally as importantly, when they don't. That's not to say he always hits the nail on the head - he's human, he reads things wrong, he lets his own opinions get in the way on occasion - but he tries. ]

You do. [ Jim smirks right back, raising an eyebrow playfully. ] Doesn't mean I can't knock you on your ass.

[ Is it a challenge? A cocksure promise? Jim's fighting style is about as predictable as his chess style, which is to say: distract and surprise.

She stumbles, and Jim presses the advantage with a follow-up swipe of the mitt; even if he hasn't made contact with Caitlyn managing to dodge, this at least serves the purpose of illustrating how being fast can put someone on the run, even if you're not making contact. ]

Mixing it up. [ Jim pulls back after the second swipe, letting Caitlyn have space to reset. ] The point of this kind of fighting is to get in and out quick. If you want me to teach you how to beat the shit out of someone, that's a different lesson. This is all about how to put them down fast and get away - you should only be on the defensive long enough to pivot it back to putting them down.