_{[ That stung, those words. He reared his head back, looking down at Spock, and suddenly anger replaced the confusion. He grit his teeth and he smacked his fist against the Vulcan's shoulder. ]}

You don't get to tell me that, you bastard! You started this, you don't get to tell me that right now!

_{[ Because he didn't want to leave, but he just wasn't sure what to do either. It was a mess, but he knew he didn't want to leave, not yet. And like hell he was going to leave when Spock was the one who had started this whole little escapade. ]}