There is a quick flutter of blinks. Spock finishes with the coffee machine, replaces it on the counter, picking up the scanner on his way there. Which, stony-faced, he holds out toward Jim.
"I should have kept my conversation to professional subjects." He should have known better. Why hadn't Spock known better? Why is Jim so bothered? "It would have been the fruitful and natural choice. You are my Captain. My apologies. At present, I think it becomes disgracefully obvious that my thinking is disordered and my motives for coming here, unclear. If this frustrates you, I could leave."
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Date: 2012-06-02 02:18 am (UTC)"I should have kept my conversation to professional subjects." He should have known better. Why hadn't Spock known better? Why is Jim so bothered? "It would have been the fruitful and natural choice. You are my Captain. My apologies. At present, I think it becomes disgracefully obvious that my thinking is disordered and my motives for coming here, unclear. If this frustrates you, I could leave."
But he doesn't want to.
Which is ... fascinating.