"Glad to hear it. You don't seem none the worse for wear. Makin' it through the fire alive is worth a fair few points in my book." Well, as alive as an AI gets, anyway. That part still confuses him, but he figures it ain't worth the trouble of asking.

He looks down at the fleshy growth that passes for a chair, grimacing. "Never known anything quite this size, but... I've had a few run-ins with somethin' like this before. Race of aliens called the Zerg - everything they build, it's all alive." Jim frowns. "Still, this ain't like any Zerg ship I've ever seen."