The sound they made broke from both their throats, as one. It was a surge of emotion unlike any Kov had known. There was no name to give it, but it was an emotion he would keep in his mind for as long as he lived. He was certain of nothing else, in this moment, but he was certain of that.
"I didn't know touch could – " But he could say no more, for he had no words to give to this.
"Nor I." Koss made a small motion with his head; his eyes glowed with the flame reflected in them.
The trembling was of them both now. The warmth, greater than what their flesh could account for, built most pleasantly, and his energy and Koss' blended in the points where their fingertips touched.
"It is akin to music."
"A music beyond any I have known or thought to be possible. It is within us."
"No, Koss. Not within us. It is of us. It is ours, and ours alone. We can make this music with no other." Kov was uncertain how he had this knowing, but not of its truth. "Perhaps there is other music you might make with T'Pol, or I with T'Sia. But this music can only be produced when you and I blend what is within us to create it."