[Without fail, humans focused on their ears. T'Pol really needed to sit down with one sometime and find out why; she was pretty sure it was jealousy. It was the only explanation.]
Nothing. I am Vulcan.
[T'Pol glanced around, eying the room. It was shabby. Not quite dilapidated, but certainly run down. Kind of ick.]
no subject
Nothing. I am Vulcan.
[T'Pol glanced around, eying the room. It was shabby. Not quite dilapidated, but certainly run down. Kind of ick.]