The Kirks expressions in turn shift in very different emotive responses. The darker haired unidentified kin of Jim's scowls in what is clearly either disbelief or disdain for Spock's reaction and introduction. Jim, on the other hand, merely lifts both brows toward his hairline.

Okay, so. Maybe not the smartest. But he clearly made it into Starfleet so he's gotta be clever at Something. Jim didn't know Vulcans had Himbos but apparently here they are. Jim thinks he can live with it given how exceptionally easy on the eyes the guy is. His smile brightens.

"Oh, well, considering this is the first time we've met I'm assuming you didn't request Me Specifically for your room. And I didn't know the Academy was encouraging interspecial arrangements as an ease-in to ship comingling. So neither of us chose the other to room with. Hence, 'Stuck Toagether'. Doesn't necessarily mean it's a bad thing, just acknowledging that neither of us had a say in the matter."

See how cool and suave and helpful he is, Spock? Don't worry, Jim'll be more than happy to help a fellow cadet out.

Sam, meanwhile, has decided he'd rather be anywhere than here watching Jim give Eyes to the Vulcan.

"Alright, I'm gonna go find my room Jim."

"Yeah okay don't get lost~" Jim doesn't even turn to watch Sam leave. He's busy.