Jim frowned. He'd seen nothing from Seven, thus far, that wasn't confidence. All her movements were precise and done with purpose--one that Seven well understood. She wasn't the type to do something without reason or without thinking it was the, dare he say, logical course of action. Jim wasn't an idiot, he paid attention to people. He knew that when Sulu started tapping his feet that he was getting antsy, when Pike started to make that huffing noise that he was holding back from ripping your head off, and when Frank started twisting his hands together that you had five seconds to run for your life or your ass was going to bleed for a week.
Seeing the clear uncertainty in the look she gave him didn't sit well. If Seven was having this sort of reaction...
He swallowed.
"Are you suggesting that someone deliberately recreated a Terran City? Is this holographic technology? An illusion?"