[This is all a prank. Any moment now the curtain will drop and they’ll yell Surprise! like they do on his birthday (honestly he doesn’t understand why the crew even bothers, despite the fact that they’re sentimental). It’s far too elaborate for Scotty, it’s also far above Jim’s expertise in the department. Spock’s only conclusion is that powers beyond their reach are conducting this... experiment, or whatever it may be. (Then again, ‘beyond their reach’ is not all it denotes, these days: McCoy has a cure for fatal radiation poisoning, after all.)]
[It’s still a prank of some kind and Spock’s extremely unamused. He’s wary when he knocks, fighting the urge to immediately enter when Jim calls him. McCoy is persistent - and what’s more their conversation does little to disarm him - it’s too full of conjecture, he has.. a feeling Janeway’s explanation will be much more satisfactory to his science officer sensibilities. The doctor’s always been... harder to read, he’s only clear when they are both expressing concern for their captain. Yet, he promised to exercise caution, and he does so when his eyes flick over the room as Nyota hugs him, resting on Jim briefly and reading the relief. They have not seen him in a while, or missed him greatly, that much is quite clear.]
[Despite his temptation to put duty first and determine their exact circumstances, he can’t ignore Nyota’s needs. Once they’re seen to, he re-enters the main room and looks at his captain intently, refraining from comment on his demeanour, raising a faintly curious eyebrow at the constellations drawn on his arms. He recognises them all, of course, the ones he used to see in the sky as a boy on Vulcan. It feels strange to think he will never look up at that sky again, even if the stars are still there. The grief and rage churns in him long after Nero’s death, as it will for all Vulcans who were present on the Enterprise. The mind-shock had been too much.]
[His gaze lingers a moment longer than necessary, before he meets Jim’s gaze and walks towards him. I am here.]
Captain. [Perfectly neutral, formal, with his usual stoic exterior, before he drops it, relaxing. To anyone but Kirk and Uhura, the warmth would be imperceptible.]
Jim. The doctor informed me I have been present here before, but I have no memory of it.
[That’s the most important: that there might have to be a repeat of the events they (he?) had been through before, and that should be their priority. Not that Spock thinks he’s likely to have an(other) emotional breakdown, but he prefers to cover all his bases.]
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[It’s still a prank of some kind and Spock’s extremely unamused. He’s wary when he knocks, fighting the urge to immediately enter when Jim calls him. McCoy is persistent - and what’s more their conversation does little to disarm him - it’s too full of conjecture, he has.. a feeling Janeway’s explanation will be much more satisfactory to his science officer sensibilities. The doctor’s always been... harder to read, he’s only clear when they are both expressing concern for their captain. Yet, he promised to exercise caution, and he does so when his eyes flick over the room as Nyota hugs him, resting on Jim briefly and reading the relief. They have not seen him in a while, or missed him greatly, that much is quite clear.]
[Despite his temptation to put duty first and determine their exact circumstances, he can’t ignore Nyota’s needs. Once they’re seen to, he re-enters the main room and looks at his captain intently, refraining from comment on his demeanour, raising a faintly curious eyebrow at the constellations drawn on his arms. He recognises them all, of course, the ones he used to see in the sky as a boy on Vulcan. It feels strange to think he will never look up at that sky again, even if the stars are still there. The grief and rage churns in him long after Nero’s death, as it will for all Vulcans who were present on the Enterprise. The mind-shock had been too much.]
[His gaze lingers a moment longer than necessary, before he meets Jim’s gaze and walks towards him. I am here.]
Captain. [Perfectly neutral, formal, with his usual stoic exterior, before he drops it, relaxing. To anyone but Kirk and Uhura, the warmth would be imperceptible.]
Jim. The doctor informed me I have been present here before, but I have no memory of it.
[That’s the most important: that there might have to be a repeat of the events they (he?) had been through before, and that should be their priority. Not that Spock thinks he’s likely to have an(other) emotional breakdown, but he prefers to cover all his bases.]