I don't... I mean... shit, Spock, I don't know.

_{[ And he really didn't. He didn't know anything and it was all a mess in his head. He wanted to get up and run, like he had with every girl who said those magic words, but he couldn't do that to Spock. He deserved better, and he... he wasn't those girls. He was different. Special. So it kept him there on the bed, but mentally he still wanted to high tail, to run away from those words because he didn't really deserve them, didn't know what to do with them. ]}