( An eyebrow rises. He does look young, though, weathered. More haunted than the Kirk he remembers. His mouth turns upward into a half smile. )

James, then. ( Not Kirk. As there are two. James and Jim. ) What it must be like to compare yourselves. To be mistaken for one another. I do apologize again.

( That said. )

Should you locate your motorcycle, I would love to take a look.