smartass_captain

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He gives Spock an amused look, even as the orange cat in his lap bonks his head into hands that are already petting him, thank you. “I think I’ll probably manage. If not, I have you to talk sense into him.” Not even a kneazle can outsmart a Vulcan, he’s willing to bet.

For someone who’s always been more of a dog person than a cat person, he’s coming to be rather fond of the little furballs, quirks and all.

Kirk looks up at the approach of the young man - one of the grooms, he’s pretty sure, though they haven’t been formally introduced. “Oh, it’s no trouble. Tiber, was it?” Gosh, where could a name that that have come from. He smiles, giving the kneazle a fond little rub between the ears. “Was that your idea, or Jim’s?” Still odd to use his own name to refer to another man, but the Nexus is an odd place.