"Maybe," Jim agrees. "I spent a few years doing the same thing. Picked up some useful skills, got in lots of trouble, so not much different from Starfleet I guess. Except the discipline."

It's possibly too bad that Jim doesn't have any glaringly obvious scars or other visual markers to hint that he's not the same Captain Kirk that everyone else seems to know, but he's sure he'll figure out something, or else get used to people expecting him to remember things that he wasn't there for. In any case, Adia seems pleasant enough company, and finding out that she's got the wrong Jim doesn't seem to have scared her off, so he definitely doesn't mind getting to know her better too. "Kind of, in a roundabout sort of way. She was damaged in combat against another ship, badly enough that repairs and upgrades are going to take months. Since the ship's grounded, a lot of my crew have been temporarily reassigned to ground posts in the meantime. I'm guest-teaching Tactics at the Academy." He lifts the datapad a little, its glass-like surface covered in text. "I thought this looked like a nice place to grade papers."