Yes, he thought, watching Kirk give up the fight, so to speak, or at least come to an understanding about the link between him and the other Jim.

He caught Kirk's hand, lowering his head and pressing it to his cheek, then his mouth. "See, look how good you're doing," he whispered softly, talking into Kirk's skin. "You're strong, Jim, stronger than all of this." He smiled sadly, wishing more than anything he could crawl in bed next to Kirk. "Gonna be fine, Jim... it's just gonna take some time."