[ It's hard to swallow the bitter taste in his tongue when Clark shares a little of his story. Not that the situations are that close to draw parallels, but the lingering sentiment in the last words? That touches a still sore spot for Jim.

Doing his father justice, living up to whatever expectations people had of him, being George Kirk's son— living to the very expectations he didn't even know he had for himself... for so long Jim tried to be like his father that he nearly forgot how to be himself. He realizes now it's a pointless struggle, and meaningless too. It's not by being like his father that he'll really do his memory justice, he knows that now. ]

Know the feeling.

[ Drawing his shoulders square and pressing his lips, he relaxes again, looking at Clark. ]

I think... if you strive to be a good person, to do good by people, then that's all they'd want. That's what'll do them justice in the end.