"No, thank you." Chris glanced over at the guitar in surprise. He hadn't pictured Jim Kirk as the musical type...but then, there didn't seem to be much else he couldn't do, so maybe it was to be expected.

Chris wasn't sure exactly how to start what he'd come to say. "I, uh...I need to talk to you about something, Jim." He paused. "Have either of your parents been to see you today?"