Even in a place like the Nexus, the odds of running into one's double seems astronomical, let alone multiple. All the same, this multidimensional crossroads defies logic and statistics and all manner of reason, no matter what way you slice it. Were they still young men, they might devote their entire lives to studying the Nexus and still barely even scratch the surface of what it has to offer. So Kirk does not begrudge Felix a few minutes' disbelief, not at all.

"We like to keep a low profile these days," he answers easily, still absently scritching at Tiber's chin. It's not entirely how he would've chosen to live out retirement, but maybe it's better for him in the end; he hadn't enjoyed the last time he'd tried. Besides, with Spock, what more does he really need? Here, they can build a home, and live out what years they have left together.