[Lupin stills at the onslaught of thoughts and memories and feelings that weren't his. They were too heavy, too raw for him to fully grasp. While he was playful and flighty and dorky, most of that was a cover for him. His skills weren't as overt as Spock's, but he had learned how to use his excessive energy and lightning-quick thinking to his advantage.
It was of no benefit here. The grief over what happened, the pain of millions of lives lost, and the unbridled fury that Spock himself could barely contain. 'Emotionally compromised'--
The meager foundations that Spock erected were torn down by the whims of the Malnosso.
Lupin gripped his hand tighter, and called out once more through that still unfound link.]
that...works |D
It was of no benefit here. The grief over what happened, the pain of millions of lives lost, and the unbridled fury that Spock himself could barely contain. 'Emotionally compromised'--
The meager foundations that Spock erected were torn down by the whims of the Malnosso.
Lupin gripped his hand tighter, and called out once more through that still unfound link.]
Spock? I'm here. Talk to me.