I'm exhausted, glad to be home. I'm not paying attention, just talking on the com to my roommate as I stagger in exhaustion down the station concourse. Suddenly someone is beside me, gently taking the grip of my luggage handle from me.
"Commander, I'm so surprised to run into you!" I exclaim ungraciously, smiling in surprise. What a coincidence! How great to see Commander Spock here!
He faces me, expressionless. "Welcome home. I trust your fieldwork went well."
"Great, but I'm glad to be back."
"Likewise." He murmurs.
My brows draw. Did he just look…pleased? I must really be tired.