[He was empathetic enough to feel the grief from Kirk, and he released the other man without a fight as Kirk rose and moved away from the computer terminal. He trailed behind at a respectable distance in case Kirk needed more direct support for this difficult conversation.

He reached out and took the photo. He ran his thumb over the one that was clearly Kirk, noting the other two. He experienced a difficult pang of pain as he was reminded of a similar photo from his past.]

Quite the handsome group you three made. I can see what you mean about the charisma. [He glanced up from the photo.] You've aged well. Still handsome.