[ Kirk hadn't been sure what to expect after hearing that announcement that morning. He wasn't necessarily scared of his past or for others to see it, though it did feel like an invasion of privacy. Of splattering their secrets up for everyone and anyone to see and did that make their new overlords any different from the ones before? They just said it nicer.
But regardless of what he thinks, the photos are there, and he can't deny he wants to see. So he dresses, and he goes, finding his spot with ease - mostly thanks to Jaylah and her facial markings. He'd always found them fascinating and beautiful, and he couldn't remember if he'd asked her if they were a natural skin pigmentation or painted on.
He crouches before them, finding a quiet solace in them, though one is crumpled to the ground beside him, the face of a man with cheekbones so sharp you could but yourself on them. ]