Shiro waits, wondering if Jim's having another memory flash. His smile fades into something more concerned as he watches.

He's only known Mr. Kirk for a few months, really, but there had been an immediate sense of connection. They thought alike. Spoke alike. They had similar interests. And if he's honest with himself, Shiro knows that he had been desperately looking for someone to give him validation and direction. He doesn't want to lose that friendship. It's something balanced delicately between student/role model and friends resuming a relationship like it had been hours and not years since they'd last seen one another. That's what it felt like, anyway. Would this difference thing cause them to drift apart? What's happening here?

Jim's question startles him out of his thoughts. "I think it depends," he says quietly. "Are the bigwigs legitimately helping? Are they targeting us to receive memories? Or are they suppressing memories we used to have?"