"No, there really isn't. Seems like you don't miss it until you have to try running cooped up someplace, or with some simulation that's supposed to be the next best thing but really isn't."

He nodded, his grin widening as he took her hand. "I thought I recognized you from someplace. I'm Jim Kirk, I'm his--"

He stopped. Blinked a few times, looking her over. Maybe she was just exceedingly quick on the uptake, putting his drifting past Medical with McCoy. Or maybe his CMO had mentioned him... and... described him exceedingly well or something. Maybe. But she'd offered that she worked with Dr. McCoy like she already knew that would mean something to Jim.

"I'm his friend. I'm sorry, Martha, do we know each other? It's not like me to forget a face."