Don't believe in no-win scenarios

With so little information still about what the familiar is, the creature has attracted most of Spock's attention. Not all, of course. Nothing that would make him a rude guest. But Jim has the kneazle well under control and this? This is something new. The former first officer of the Enterprise in all her forms cannot help to have his interest piqued. It certainly doesn't dwindle his interest to see the spectral wolf showing just as much interest in the two of them. Spock is careful when removing his glove so he can offer out a wrinkled hand for the wolf to sniff and inspect.

Fearless, but definitely curious. A true explorer even at so advanced an age.

"It is gratifying to hear that young Jim still thinks fondly of us, even if he proves unwilling to forget about us as he should." Unwilling and moreso befriending the other alternate of himself he's run across. A dangerous game, that. But one Spock nearly expects of the human. "Would you speak some on how he is doing? How you both are faring?"

Spock looks up from where he's watching the familiar with softness in his dark eyes.

"Jim is a friend, you see. One I have sworn not to interfere with, but whom goes out of his way to look after us. Who put himself at risk to be sure we would be safe when trouble came to this place." He is not Spock's bond-mate. No one can replace the man seated next to him. But he is A Jim Kirk and in some respects Spock will always find himself worrying over the young captain. Both of them, even, though he knows the other less well.