[ The anticipation of their meeting has grown exponentially with the hours passing, at least in their group. Jim isn't the sort to get nervous, and he is used to diplomatic scenarios such as this, but that makes this task no easier to handle, especially when he's unsure of what, or rather, who he is about to face.

At the very least the man seems pleasant and polite, if a bit flustered, but the approach draws an easy smile from him, as charming as his voice when he speaks to answer the man's greeting. ]

Thankfully honor isn't a thing so easily stripped from a man, [ he says as he takes Hawk's hand in a firm shake. ] James Kirk. And yes, I have. He's... recovering. Being out at sea so long tends to affect a man's mind considerably, don't you think?