The face plate to the armor cycles open and Jim looks at the newcomer.

"Yeah, jewel of the galaxy or some nonsense like that. Few years back they went pokin around my part of space and royally screwed things up."

Letting out a sigh he shakes his head a bit.

"Whiskey, something. Was right about to nail that monster before I ended up sucked here, so I'd be right obliged to you if you could show me a place to knock a few back and come up with a plan."