Irina stood in the doorway to Spock's quarters, holding Adam's instrument. She cautiously walked in and handed it to Spock. "No one else knows how to play it," she admitted. "And I know we were all playing to deceive, but I think he would have wanted you to have it."

"That is quite gracious of you," Spock said.

"He was the most cheerful of all of us," Irina continued. "He shouldn't have died."

"I regret that myself," Spock said, holding the instrument and observing it. "The whole situation has been quite unsettling, most of all for you, I'm sure." He looked back up at Irina. "But now you are free to do as you wish. I hope you use that freedom wisely."

"I think I will, Mr. Spock. Thank you."