He smacked his lips, just a little, which wasn't so much an admonishment as it was his lips actually being dry. But all the same, he kept his gaze on Jim (James, perhaps, in his head, just to help himself), and listened. The DNA part was not surprising - he was him, but also not entirely now, thanks to a certain incident.
His eyes flicked to the side, clearly turning over what to say in his head. Spock, the Elder Spock, had been so careful with his, but did he need to be here? It seemed, from what James was saying, that they were lining up with their timelines - at least in so far as neither was ahead of the other, so there wouldn't be the risk of altering anyone's choices or destiny or what have you. The star date did not entirely track, but it wasn't unlikely that there might be a slightly different notation format.
"Oh, good, she's still the Enterprise," he nodded slowly, a sort of pleased gleam in his eyes. "And yes, it all tracks," he added. "I think I was on that planet for a month and a half?" His eyes rolled back in that way they do when people are recalling, trying to do the math. His shuttle had been able to keep time, but he had also made a point of not tracking to closely either. It had been long enough.
"As for being you and not you..." Another pause as he gathered the words. "I am James Tiberius Kirk, son of Winona and George Kirk. However, due to an incident in my universe, I had to have a particular blood transfusion that has added new DNA to mine - though I'm sure Bones could see it was scant. Obviously, I'm a 99.8% match for you or something." Theoretically it could have been 100% if he was a clone, but he wondered if the missing .2% somehow made him more believable or not. "And yes, I did say universe. My conjecture is that the shuttle I was in got pulled through some sort of wormhole, and spat out near the planet you found me on. Lucky for me it was livable, otherwise we would be denied the pleasure of each other's company."
And he could not help but smile that charming, James Kirk sort of smile, tired though he was.
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His eyes flicked to the side, clearly turning over what to say in his head. Spock, the Elder Spock, had been so careful with his, but did he need to be here? It seemed, from what James was saying, that they were lining up with their timelines - at least in so far as neither was ahead of the other, so there wouldn't be the risk of altering anyone's choices or destiny or what have you. The star date did not entirely track, but it wasn't unlikely that there might be a slightly different notation format.
"Oh, good, she's still the Enterprise," he nodded slowly, a sort of pleased gleam in his eyes. "And yes, it all tracks," he added. "I think I was on that planet for a month and a half?" His eyes rolled back in that way they do when people are recalling, trying to do the math. His shuttle had been able to keep time, but he had also made a point of not tracking to closely either. It had been long enough.
"As for being you and not you..." Another pause as he gathered the words. "I am James Tiberius Kirk, son of Winona and George Kirk. However, due to an incident in my universe, I had to have a particular blood transfusion that has added new DNA to mine - though I'm sure Bones could see it was scant. Obviously, I'm a 99.8% match for you or something." Theoretically it could have been 100% if he was a clone, but he wondered if the missing .2% somehow made him more believable or not. "And yes, I did say universe. My conjecture is that the shuttle I was in got pulled through some sort of wormhole, and spat out near the planet you found me on. Lucky for me it was livable, otherwise we would be denied the pleasure of each other's company."
And he could not help but smile that charming, James Kirk sort of smile, tired though he was.