Maybe it was just that the Vulcan had almost asked him nicely if they could go.
“You shouldn’t expect any humility from a Vulcan. They always were stuck up imbeciles.” Khan leaned against the main control panels, scraping non-existent dirt from underneath his fingernails. He sounded incredibly bored. “But you aren’t like that are you, Captain? I am sure you understand the meaning of gratitude.” He abandoned his nails, instead looking directly into Jim’s eyes. His gaze was laser focused and so sharp that it could cut diamond.
Jim stiffened, hand flying to his weapon. He leveled his phaser at the now smirking man’s head. Khan raised his hands in surrender, blue eyes widening in mock terror.
“Oooh! What are you going to do, James? Shoot me?” his voice was still that velvet smooth purr that made Jim feel decidedly uncomfortable. They were frozen in this strange tableau for a moment before he finally came back to his senses.
“As captain of this vessel, I order you to tell me how you have escaped from wherever the hell they stuck you!”
“Make me” Jesus! Even the way his plush lips formed the word was lewd. “Oh come on captain…” He stepped forward until the barrel of Jim’s gun was brushing his pale forehead.
“Tell me, or I swear to god, I will shoot you.”
Khan stepped back, chuckling contentedly, acting as if there was not a deadly weapon pointing straight at him. Keeping the sight focused on the other man, Jim tapped the com link located on the arm of his chair.
“I need immediate assistance on the bridge, we have a hostile on board!”