Yeah, this place loves its coincidences, [ he says dryly. The sound of alarms is still going in the background, and Jim's currently lowkey looking for an Okay I Get It button. Every starship he's worked on has had a mode to remain on red alert without going deaf, but no luck here, so far. ] The thought that there could be a connection can't be discarded out of hand.

[ It could be so many things-- fate or some cosmic force, if not an actual instance of intelligent collusion. Stuff Jim has no intention of trying to hypothesize about it. ]

Well, piloting is piloting, when you're in space. I can't imagine the learning curve would be too extreme.