I have thought, that maybe that quote from the novel could be interessting. It describes the debriefing of Saavik:
All those kids.
They waited for Admiral Kirk in silence, anxious yet eager. Lieutenant Saavik arrived a moment after Kirk sat down; Spock, his usual emotionless self once more, came in quietly and sat at the very back of the room. Jim Kirk was tempted to declare the discussion over before it had begun, but regulations required a debriefing; he had to fill out a report afterward -
That’s all I ever pay attention to anymore, he thought. Regulations and paperwork.
He opened the meeting. He had been through it all a hundred times. The usual protocol was to discuss with each student, in reverse order of seniority, what they would have done had they been in command of the ship. Today was no different, and Kirk had heard all the answers before. One would have stuck to regulations and remained outside the Neutral Zone. Another would have sent in a shuttle for reconnaissance.
Kirk stifled a yawn.
“Lieutenant Saavik,†he said finally, “have you anything to add? Second thoughts?â€
“No, sir.â€
“Nothing at all?â€
“Were I confronted with the same events, I would react in the same manner. The details might be different. I see no point to increasing your boredom with trivia.â€
Kirk felt embarrassed to have shown his disinterest so clearly. He reacted rather harshly. “You’d do the same thing, despite knowing it would mean the destruction of your ship and crew?â€
“I would know that it might mean the destruction of my ship and crew, Admiral. If I could not prove that Kobayashi Maru were an illusion, I would answer its distress call.â€
“Lieutenant, are you familiar with Rickoverian paradoxes?â€
“No, sir, I am not.â€
“Let me tell you the prototype. You are on a ship—a sailing ship, an oceangoing vessel. It sinks. You find yourself in a life raft with one other person. The life raft is damaged. It might support one person, but not two. How would you go about persuading the other person to let you have the raft?â€
“I would not,†she said.
“No? Why?â€
“For one thing, sir, I am an excellent swimmer.â€
One of the other students giggled. The sound broke off sharply when a classmate elbowed him in the ribs.
“The water,†Kirk said with some asperity, “is crowded with extremely carnivorous sharks.â€
“Sharks, Admiral?â€
“Terran,†Spock said from the back of the room. “Order Selachii.â€
“Right,†Kirk said. “And they are very, very hungry.â€
“My answer is the same.â€
“Oh, really? You’re a highly educated Starfleet officer. Suppose the other person was completely illiterate, had no family, spent most of the time getting thrown in jail, and never held any job a low-level robot couldn’t do. Then what?â€
“I would neither request nor attempt to order or persuade any civilian to sacrifice their life for mine.â€
“But a lot of resources are invested in your training. Don’t you think you owe it to society to preserve yourself so you can carry out your responsibilities?â€
Her high-arched eyebrows drew together. “Is this what you believe, Admiral?â€
“I’m not being rated, Lieutenant. You are. I’ve asked you a serious question, and you’ve replied with what could be considered appalling false modesty.â€
Saavik stood up angrily. “You ask me if I should not preserve myself so I can carry out my responsibilities. Then I ask you, what are my responsibilities? By the criteria you have named, my responsibilities are to preserve myself so I can carry out my responsibilities! This is a circular and self-justifying argument. It is immoral in the extreme! A just society—and if I am not mistaken, the Federation considers itself to be just—employs a military for one reason alone: to protect its civilians. If we decide to judge that some civilians are ‘worth’ protecting, and some are not, if we decide we are too important to be risked, then we destroy our own purpose. We cease to be the servants of our society. We become its tyrants!â€
She was leaning forward with her fingers clenched around the back of a chair in the next row.
“You feel strongly about this, don’t you, Lieutenant?â€
She straightened up, and her fair skin colored to a nearly Vulcan hue.
“That is my opinion on the subject, sir.â€
Kirk smiled for the first time during the meeting: this was the first time he had felt thoroughly pleased in far too long.
“And you make an elegant defense of your opinion, too, Lieutenant. I don’t believe I’ve ever heard that problem quite so effectively turned turtle.â€
She frowned again, weighing the ambiguous statement. Then, clearly, she decided to take it as a compliment. “Thank you, sir.†She sat down again.
Kirk settled back in his chair and addressed the whole class. “This is the last of the simulation exams. If the office is as efficient as usual, your grades won’t be posted till tomorrow. But I think it’s only fair to let you know ... none of you has any reason to worry. Dismissed.â€
After a moment of silence, the whole bunch of them leaped to their feet and, in an outburst of talk and laughter, they all rushed out the door.
“My God,†Jim Kirk said under his breath. “They’re like a tide.â€
All, that is, except Saavik. Aloof and alone, she stood up and strode away.