|"Just let me die."|
"Oh, don’t you think that’s a bit harsh of a sentence? You’d make a terrible judge." Jack said with a laugh, reaching out his hand to help the stranger up from the ground. "So you walked into a glass door. Who hasn’t walked into a glass door before?"
He waited for the other man to grab his hand, and simultaneously reached for the handle of the offending door with the other, opening it effortlessly. “In you go, sir. It’s like it never happened.”
”Please. The world’s most brilliant minds have walked into glass doors. It’s inevitable.” Jack countered with a grin, pulling his hand back once the man was steadily on his feet. “Seriously, though, is your head alright? Didn’t knock it too hard, did you?”
Jack leaned over and glanced at the man’s head to be sure there wasn’t any blood or bruising. Then, he tilted his head to the side and nodded. “Nice to meet you, Tom. I’m Jack - and hey, don’t mention it. I’m sure you were embarrassed enough walking into the door. Who would I be to make it worse?”
"Well now they can add my name to the list. Tom Kazansky… shuttle pilot… walks into door." Ice rolled his eyes but smiled anyways. "Must be a nice Hall of Fame though. Tell me, is your name on that list? And yeah, my head’s fine. It takes something harder than that to put me down."
Again Ice grinned at Jack, blushing a little. Did he have to be so attractive? “Did I pass inspection, Jack? And thanks, I have some colleagues who would and probably make a crack at how I’m supposed to be able to see these sort of things coming and so how can NASA trust me and all that other fun stuff. So, where you heading?”