Meh. I-just... meh.
She is beautiful, even by Vulcan standards. Her cheekbones are high and symmetrical, her nose dips down into a rounded button shape. Her stormy blue eyes always sparkle with a child-like curiosity; her mouth is plump and the softest shade of pink. She is tall and lithe, with curves that she hides behind flannel work shirts, and long legs that she is unaware that she has. Most Vulcan males that Sarek has conversed with agree- she is aesthetically pleasing to look at. He also knows that the Human men that have come to know her also find her an alluring woman. It is a fact, one that logic prevents him from denying. So why does his stomach burn and his jaw clench when he sees the myriad of her suitors stare at her with raw hunger in their eyes?