[Spock's gaze lingered on Lupin's departure and he then ventured into his room. This feeling... it was almost suffocating. He looked at his sleeve where Lupin has grasped it...
..he was pathetic.
Spock tightens his robe and makes himself comfortable in his new quarters. The bed is 'soft' and the temperature is sufficient...however the adequateness will not help him sleep, though he knows he needs it.
Spock contemplates algorithms in the dark wondering if that will put him to sleep. Eventually he closes his eyes....
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This feeling... it was almost suffocating. He looked at his sleeve where Lupin has grasped it...
..he was pathetic.
Spock tightens his robe and makes himself comfortable in his new quarters. The bed is 'soft' and the temperature is sufficient...however the adequateness will not help him sleep, though he knows he needs it.
Spock contemplates algorithms in the dark wondering if that will put him to sleep. Eventually he closes his eyes....