[That expression, to the untrained eye, could be misconstrued as a man in pain.
Zev knew better. He keeps his face blank and waits for Spock to speak, idly twisting his fingers against the feathers. Additional pinpricks of sensation, just to test. To tease. Surely he has realized what it was he felt by now.]
no subject
[That expression, to the untrained eye, could be misconstrued as a man in pain.
Zev knew better. He keeps his face blank and waits for Spock to speak, idly twisting his fingers against the feathers. Additional pinpricks of sensation, just to test. To tease. Surely he has realized what it was he felt by now.]
Just about. If you wish me to stop....