I'm just doing T'pol and Trip because they were the only other two that really spent any time with Shran, the others wouldn't have known him as well as Archer, T'pol and Trip, I don't think.

T'pol had found that since joining Enterprise, many things were surprising her. Her relationship with Trip was a very good example. Now however her surprise was at her own reaction to the news of a death. She was upset by it. It amazed her that she was upset by this passing. The two of them had hardly ever agreed to anything, constant tension between them due to their respective races' suspicion of the other. She sighed as she attempted to meditate. She quickly found that place she always went to, the white mist swirling around her. Underneath it thrashed dark mist, her emotions, covered by the white mist of logic. The news had weakened her barrier slightly. She concentrated on the mist and building it up.

"I wouldn't have expected you'd be bothered by my death Vulcan." She jumped, again she was surprised. "Then again you seemed to always be full of surprises." There he stood, his arms crossed over his chest in a relaxed manner, his lips curled into a small smirk. She rose to her feet and they began to circle each other.

"I will admit to surprise myself at my distress of your demise." she stated, unashamed of anything she said, she knew this wasn't real, he wasn't real, he was just something her mind created in an attempt to understand her feelings. He laughed

"So why did you feel upset if I may ask?"

"I am uncertain, you irritated me whenever we encountered each other. You act rashly, illogically and your temper left much to be desired."

"True but you in turn frustrated me, that infuriating Vulcan superior attitude, the mistrust that you always laid bare for everyone to see."

"You made no secret of your contempt for me."

"I have personal reasons, you merely had stereotypical beliefs of your government." She supposed that was fair, Trip had told her about Shran's brother after their encounter in the expanse during their nuropressure sessions.

"You deceived us, you destroyed a Vulcan monastery." She felt that justified mistrust.

"Both times I was on orders, you know that." She sighed in irritation then paused and studied him. He waited, the antenna moving suspiciously.

"I believe I know why I am upset by your death." He smirked, extending his arms out

"Well do tell all." he taunted.

"You always kept your emotions open, you rarely hid them, I suppose that I was fascinated by that, you were able to experience emotions at an intensity that rivalled a Vulcans suppressed ones, yet you were able to live with them, you were even able to indulge in them."

"You wanted that?" It was more a statement then a question.

"I was intrigued by it, yes."

"And yet that doesn't tell me why you're upset." He cocked his head to the side,

"I believe I do-did… appreciate your presence for those reasons, and now it is gone I don't believe I shall ever see such a thing as it again."

"And you'll miss that?"

"I am Vulcan, I don't miss things." She turned away feeling satisfied at her analysis.

"Are you sure?" She turned sharply but he was already gone, and he was right, she did miss it.

Sorry if anyone thinks T'pol's a bit OOC but that's just how I think she did feel, it was part of her attraction to Trip so it could easily have been that way with her and Shran, not an attraction, just a fascination.