"Uhura's got a point, Bones," says Jim, voice level and low. "Every one of us has lost a parent - I figure I'm the lucky one because I don't remember, but it looks like we're going to have to keep living this until..."

He scowls. He doesn't know until what, which is frustating and put s knot in his chest that's hard to shift.

"It's clearly about you, Bones."