To be accepted for who I am. [Spock lifted up his spoon... and gingerly lifted up a small morsel of ice-cream to his lips. The small Vulcan couldn't help but shiver as the coldness pressed against his mouth... but his expression changed...becoming almost lighter than it was before.]
no subject
To be accepted for who I am.
[Spock lifted up his spoon... and gingerly lifted up a small morsel of ice-cream to his lips.
The small Vulcan couldn't help but shiver as the coldness pressed against his mouth... but his expression changed...becoming almost lighter than it was before.]
This is... most satisfactory.