[Mess hall - misunderstood people need to eat, too]
Tina's second trip to sickbay with their newest alternate universe Spock went quickly. The scans showed that he hadn't taken any serious damage from his exertions in the gym, and Tina hustled him back out of sickbay almost as soon as she got him in. She understood some of why he didn't feel comfortable there after their accidental thought-sharing, and forcing him to endure it any longer than necessary would be cruelty.
She was walking with him back to his own quarters, having told him sternly again that he needed to treat his left shoulder with extreme care for the next eight hours, when she made an impulsive decision.
Tina stopped in her tracks and waited for Spock to look at her. "Let's get something to eat," she said. "I think I skipped at least one meal today, and if you've been sleeping..."
She let the invitation hang in the air between them, not entirely sure if she wanted him to accept it.
She was walking with him back to his own quarters, having told him sternly again that he needed to treat his left shoulder with extreme care for the next eight hours, when she made an impulsive decision.
Tina stopped in her tracks and waited for Spock to look at her. "Let's get something to eat," she said. "I think I skipped at least one meal today, and if you've been sleeping..."
She let the invitation hang in the air between them, not entirely sure if she wanted him to accept it.