When Kirk first beamed aboard the enterprise as its captain, he did so with a splitting migraine and resentment in the pit of his stomach. He had wanted Gary as his first officer. And why not? That man had risked his life, had nearly lost it, to save Jim Kirk, and he wasn't even allowed the honor of being second in command. Perhaps it was this inner brooding that had led him to, when he was introduced to Mr. Spock, forget that the quiet, tall man before him was Vulcan, and Kirk had pushed out his chest and reached his hand forward. As he did so he realized his mistake, and prepared himself for a great deal of embarrassment, but none was forthcoming, his hand was enveloped by the warm fingers of this suddenly enigmatic Vulcan.
" It is an honor to serve under you sir"Jim quirked his head, trying to formulate the correct response,
" Thank you, you're accomplishments in science are most commendable, I look forward to working with you"
The Vulcan tilted his head at this, and looked behind Jim to the commodore that seemed to be watching them with rapt attention. He simply nodded his head. Jim walked away to meet his chief engineer, and as he approached the Scot, he realized his headache was nothing more than a dull presence around his temple. He turned his head back towards Spock, but saw nothing except the sight of the blue dress shirt leaving the reception through the side doors.