*sighs, pauses, and then stands a little straighter, looking Kirk in the eyes*
When I got here people were going through the dorm like they fucking owned the place. Like you were never fucking coming back. So I went to your room and took anything that looked like you might want to fucking keep it, and kept it at my place. Figured you didn't want the whole fucking world knowing about your notes, or your memory tube, or whatever. So here.
*hands over your notes, your knife, your memory tube, and anything else he picked up from here*