[Guest Quarters - come on in]

[letspunchit]

Chris sits at the desk, going over his very long and complicated preliminary report to Starfleet. With everything going on around here, it keeps getting longer and longer, and it's crammed to the hilt with statistics and addendums and recommendations and footnotes. (He always was the bane of his professors' lives come essay time

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[kirk_winona]

Winona entered the room and stared at Chris hard at work in his desk. "Is it a bad time again? Cause I probably can come back later or something like that."

[letspunchit]

"Not at all. My mind was starting to drift, anyway." He pressed 'save', then turned around and smiled at her. "How'd your talk with Dr. McCoy go?"

[kirk_winona]

She shrugged. "I want to say it went well, but I don't know. It mainly ended up revolving around you and George and me and my general avoidance issues. How are you, though?"

[letspunchit]

"I'm -" Stressed? Emotional? Relieved? Distraught? All of the above?

He forced a little laugh and leaned back, running his fingers restlessly through his hair. "Well...let's just say I'll be glad when we get to Risa and everyone can get a little relaxation in."