"I don't know what advantage he thinks he has though," Tim said, beginning to eat and being pleased to discover it tasted better than he had anticipated. "I had the best legal team I could afford this side of the Atraxi Nebula, that evidence was rock solid, almost made ME think I was guilty. Not that I'd..."<br/><br/>He'd trailed off for a moment, wincing as the pain of the old scar on his arm flared up suddenly. Part of him suspected he should get pills to deal with it but he didn't even trust the medical staff here if he could avoid it.<br/><br/>"You don't have to answer this if you don't want to," he said as he continued eating. "But why are you here? They don't keep all that many aliens here. Not that I'm complaining," he said, feeling suddenly awkward. "I used to do supply runs to non-human worlds, some of my best friends would've been just as happy shooting my head off if I wasn't bringing them food or medicine."