Date: 2009-12-14 08:28 pm (UTC)
He realized, suddenly, how wrong it would be to tell Jim Kodos was still alive. He could, maybe, discretely find out where he was now, try to guard against what had happened. The murders he would not commit, but would be added to his name anyway. Have him taken into custody, perhaps, Lenore saved from herself.

No. Kirk didn't need to know that.

"Then what drives you?" Jim said, a weird, sinking feeling in his gut, not wanting this to be true, not wanting something so fundamental to be between them. Because that was the core of himself, as much as he could tell. It was something he'd only really worked out recently, when questioned and challenged about the way he saw the world. When it came to writing his logs and reports and having to analyze what had been behind the decisions he'd made on the fly. "Without that, I don't think I've have joined Starfleet. After that... at 14, I was done, Jim. It was this, whatever it is I'm saying is so essential to my being, that let me overcome it. I know you have compassion within you. I've seen it work. I know you believe in a greater good."
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