One of the prettiest I've seen. [ Her foot moves back up onto the edge of the counter, coffee mug balancing on her knee with one hand still wrapped around it. The other moves to her thigh, thumbnail digging at the edge of the now faded bloodstain on her jeans. ]
How's Spock doing? [ She never really bothered asking him before - it's none of her business - but she figures she may as well ask. Jim seemed more than a little freaked out when Spock did... whatever it was that he did. ]
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How's Spock doing? [ She never really bothered asking him before - it's none of her business - but she figures she may as well ask. Jim seemed more than a little freaked out when Spock did... whatever it was that he did. ]