A soft rap catches my attention.
"Go." Sarek motions with his hand.
The door opens to Nyota smiling up at me, uncertain.
"We're waiting for array replacement parts from Tellar." She explains, unasked. "The Captain…insisted I beam down."
Father appears at my shoulder. "Invite her in, Spock. Have you forgotten your manners?"
She smiles at Sarek and enters.
"I bid thee welcome, daughter." He bows graciously.
"In peace…Ambassador." Nyota carefully responds.
"Please. Sarek will do."
Father's unexpected overture of acceptance leaves me speechless.
Moved, I swallow, checking my control.
I square my shoulders, face Nyota, and boldly take her hand.