Jim leaned forward, kissing Kirk lightly on the forehead. They'd retrieved him. Jim couldn't quite remember from where, but he knew that Kirk had come back and he would be all right. Somehow. And Jim did need him. Had needed to meet him, to see himself mirrored and in some ways reversed but still thriving. Still him. Jim had seen himself too many times in hideous parody, a mockery of the man he thought he was. Kirk had reassured him.
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Jim leaned forward, kissing Kirk lightly on the forehead. They'd retrieved him. Jim couldn't quite remember from where, but he knew that Kirk had come back and he would be all right. Somehow. And Jim did need him. Had needed to meet him, to see himself mirrored and in some ways reversed but still thriving. Still him. Jim had seen himself too many times in hideous parody, a mockery of the man he thought he was. Kirk had reassured him.