He set the knife back in its place underneath his jacket’s sleeve, quickly and efficiently with his eyes never leaving Jim’s.

"In such a miniscule manner? No." There was the briefest pause as he considered Jim’s actions and words.

"Done for now." He corrected. "Your grieving need for revenge is hardly over. That much is obvious, Captain." Pike’s death wasn’t an unapproachable subject to him and it was not in their agreement. One blink brought his eyes to the ring, and another back to Jim. "All you have is that and enough of your crew to count on one hand."