One Of Their Own stardate 2259.145

Spock listened to what Scarlett said and looked at her. "How are you holding up? I know it is likely that you might try to blame yourself for what happened. You mustn't do that. The attack would have happened regardless if we were all together or not," Spock said. "Instead, focus your emotions on the fact that everyone got home alive and in one piece, even Amara," Spock said softly. He wanted to touch her, to allow here to rest her head on his chest but that would not do here and now.

"Perhaps...we could...go to the bar later and...socialize," Spock said. That was not his favorite thing to do but he would do it if she asked him to. He'd do just about anything she asked him to.