The questions may seem odd to Kirk, as trivial and basic as they were but they were Pike's way of figuring out the little differences. This wasn't the mirror reality he had been briefed about in regards to Lorca (nor the one in which he suspected Georgiou hailed from) and it was so similar to his own that he had to keep reminding himself that it wasn't. So really finding those little differences, like Yorktown and how this Enterprise had a bar on board and this young James Kirk was in command of his ship and Vulcan was no longer in one piece, it helped remind him he was the outsider here. He'd learn to adapt to it all, but first he had to know.

He also had to give all the credit in the world to Gabriel Lorca for pulling the wool right over everyone's eyes for so long.

Taking his drink though he did manage to sit up and actually watch Kirk with more curious eyes then not. In this universe, in this case, he was far more open to learning about the people and not imposing change on those around him or, at least at the moment, reminding the young man next to him that he was not in fact his Christopher Pike. The sip he took as Kirk started to talk was probably proof enough of the pressure he felt from all sides at the moment, as it was a rather large one then he normally would have. "It's nothing I'm not used to walking into recently, the expectations of everyone around me and the pressure." He made sure to clarify as he turned to really give Kirk a better look over as he talked, a bit of a smile on his face. "And I would very much like to take you up on that offer, James Kirk, at least so long as we have the time to."

And he even offered Kirk his hand to shake.