Spock's shutting down a little. She can see it happening. "Was she that important to you? That you can't even talk about her?" She touches his arm, but on the fabric so he can't read her. "Or are you embarrassed admitting to lust?"
He makes the shrug/headshake move that could mean just about anything.
"I mean I know you can feel lust. I got a taste of that when I came to your quarters. Protesting against our natures or something—you weren't making a ton of sense but your intent was clear."
She thinks he's blushing and finds it charming.
