"We do have target dummies outside the armory for the intent of practice," he points out, coming a bit closer, but still allowing Kirk his space. Unlike previous times this felt like something Kirk didn't need someone brushing shoulders with right off the bat.

Even though this was serious, Sam cannot help but smile a bit at the way Kirk's cheeks darken. It wasn't often he got to see the captain blush unless it was something for the bedroom; Kirk looked rather cute like this.

"Any luck?"