He hadn't shut the door yet, so he kicked it now, nudging it roughly with one toe to close behind Alec as he looked at the cranes. They seemed more delicate on his palm, the antithesis to his build. "You're giving me a present for your birthday." A date displayed on the screen inside his mind, scribbled in Char's handwriting, and he nodded at that. Once in a while it was useful having people inside his head. The instant recall of data was always useful, despite the cacophony of constant music and information.
Jimmy sifted through things left behind in his mind, sorting through bits and pieces of information, setting up alerts and letting others go. It gave his conscious mind something to do while his subconscious stewed on the thing set before him, still on his palm. He set it down carefully next to the laptop still open on the desk. "Thanks. I'm not going to destroy it."