"I have a feeling it was way more about gut instinct when the-" oh, fuck.

Panic clearly falls over Jim's face as he stops suddenly, his heart rate rising as he realises: this Spock hasnt experienced the death of Vulcan.

Does he hide it? Does he just not say anything? Fuck.

"It was dire circumstances, and you had been... Emotionally Compromised," he says softly. He gets the idea that Spock's going to know exactly how bad that means things were, and it will be up to him to ask about it or not.

"I've been trying to live up to his expectations and yours ever since. I think I do alright, sometimes."

He sighs, shaking himself. Something about this place feels so utterly draining. He wants to know where they are, because not just any place could bring two universes together.