After a few seconds of review Spock flicks off the newsvids and sits back, his hands gripping his knees.
"Good night." I swing my jacket around my shoulders. Usually he'll turn and nod to me, but he doesn't move.
"Lights off." He commands, abruptly leaving us both in darkness. "Goodnight, Cadet."
How odd.
Gaila looks up from her pink faux fur covered bed. "Hey, Chicklet. Did you get to meet Commando Cutie's dad today?" She sits up, eager for gossip.
"What?"
"Today's news! The Rigel Conference? Ambassador Sarek returned today. Duh."
I screen all Spock's communications. His father never calls.