Well that didn't take long.
Derek, let's talk.
[Private to Vesper and Bond separately] Thank you.
[Private to Bruce]So where's my apology?
[Private to Ivy] Nice.
[Private to Spock, Prefect, and Shego separately]You make it through the port okay?
[He slept, for the record.]
[Private]
[Private]
[Private]
What happened?
[Private]
We were stranded in a town for four days. It appears there were several malevolent forces present there that interfered with our ability to communicate with each other, made several attempts on passengers' lives, and there were at least two casualties. I was in a deserted section.
[Which is to say, no monsters.]
[Private]
Were you alone?
[Private]
[At times he thought the Enterprise was there too, because the voices from the communicator had been so convincing. The Captain's voice too, calling for help. It had been awful.]
You were very fortunate, Captain.
[Private]
That might be a matter of perspective.
[Private]
[feelings help :c]
[Private]
[this is the Captain that's first off the ship, not last, when there's danger]
[Private]
Even so, sir.
[Private]
Next time, you take the nap. I'm already getting sick of being stuck on this ship.
[Private]
According to my data, we should make port again in a few weeks.
[Private]
[Private]
Re: [Private]
[Private]
[If this was a secret plan to get Spock to overcome his fatigue and irritation from the port, it worked brilliantly.]
[Private]
I'm sorry, what?
[Private]
[THE TINIEST SMIRK.]
[Private]
[Private]
[Spock speak for 'Damn straight.']
[Private]
Let's go get a drink, Spock.