Jim smiles a little in understanding. "You don't have to apologize for feeling. It's hard to see her like this." He leans forward slightly, resting crossed arms on the handlebars of his bike as he looks up at her. "This is where I decided to join Starfleet. Right here, on this hill. The Enterprise was under construction, right where she is now." It's kind of strange to come back four years later, mirroring the last time he was here with a strangely appropriate accuracy. Back then, they were both unformed, still being built into what they were destined to be. In a way, they've both come home to rest and recuperate.