"Not betrayed me." Repeated, slow, distinct. "I'm a man of many things, of training... while the young Kirk, in my universe, is ruthless and intelligent, he's completely reckless. If not you, he wouldn't have lasted anyway."

His voice dropped in tone, rumbling, as he took a half-step closer, hands at his sides. "If I can't return home, I want a life. Here." His gaze was piercing, dark, intense.