Kirk wasn't expecting that much, but a certain pleased smile came to his lips. He reached down with his bloodied hand and drew his fingertips across the pale throat, smudging it with blood, like an alpha. "Certainly not going to dispose of part of my crew."

He gestured for Spock to get to his feet, giving a lazy grin. "My name is Kirk. Captain James T. Kirk of the Enterprise." He offered that bloodied hand, knowing Spock's own was just as bloodied, but the rain is starting to wash it away.