He snorts and settles into a chair, thinking he needs more than coffee if they're talking about it. "The better question is who didn't I lose," he points out. "You, Chekov, Scotty, Spock, Uhura," he lists, feeling worn just thinking about it. "My girlfriend, of a few years back. Then you showed up again and I guess I left you, this time."

He doesn't know if Jim's still there, on that island (or some form of him). He wonders what had happened, once Jim had caught him out with that tape. Suppose he'll never know.