Tears spring into Uhura's eyes. "You know you can hurt him, right? You know he's not like a robot at all."
"I know. I said something I shouldn't have. I'll apologize to him."
"Later, when he's…better, right?"
I have no interest in humiliating the Vulcan. Poking sticks into his clockworks for Fleet evaluations is intrusive enough. "Later. Sure. Now, you go take care of him and yourself, too, you hear?"
When Uhura's gone, I pour myself a brandy and go to check on the Captain.
I raise a toast to Jim, and drink. "Spock's as much trouble as you, kid."
