[Jim doesn't lock his doors. It's a point of pride. He's not afraid of anyone here. Not Khan, not the kedan. Nothing and no one. Being afraid is letting other people win.

So when Khan says come in, he doesn't even hesitate. He pushes the door open and steps inside. His posture is relaxed. Calm. Khan probably recognizes it, it's got a loose, boneless sense of motion and movement, the fluidity of someone who knows martial arts and isn't afraid to use them when it counts. But it's not an ostentatious show. Jim's also been a predator.]

So. This is it. Your big plan, summoning an ancient, unknowable evil here to say hi, pissing off everybody in a three hundred kilometer radius? Sloppy, Khan.