"They were all very brave. But they are not you." They don't look like the one man Diana still loves, the best example of the world of man. "Maybe I'll stop and see them. Later."

She laughs, the sound a little wet. She hadn't even realized she had tears in her eyes, but she can feel them, now.

"Maybe you are, and you only know me in your dreams." She reaches out again, presses her hand to his cheek. "May your dreams be sweet, Jim Kirk."