[It had been some time since Jim (or one of them- he was more than positive that it had been .55) had shown up with the coloring books and crayons he had threatened him with before this whole…incident under the pretense of “improving hand-eye coordination after all that.” He wasn’t so terrible that he couldn’t see through it, but he also couldn’t
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As she looked at Spock from the doorway with a soft smile, she wasn't sure if she wanted to hit him or hug him. Or maybe both. ]
You had a lot of people worried, Spock.
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I am aware.
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How are you feeling?
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There seemed now to be far too much else that deserved his attention.]
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What the hell?
[He exclaimed as he knelt down and picked up the remnant of the crayon and twirled it in his fingers.]
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My apologies.
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[Spock's tone was faintly curious as he approached his counterpart. He'd debated whether his presence would be helpful, but in the end decided that it was his own reluctance to face himself which had held him back. And so, he had come to sickbay. To see the man who'd faced death and returned.]
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[It wasn't a question. Though the next question which came to mind had likely been asked a dozen times.]
How is your recovery progressing?
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[The next questiong... he had a feeling that he was soon grow sick of hearing that question. Even so, he did answer, though it was simple and hardly revelatory.]
It is. That is all that can be said.
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He brought his eyes over to look at the man for a moment before dropping them to his lap once more.]
Well enough.
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