[Spock stood... his hands were shaking, but he hid them by clasping them harshly behind his back.

He then started to methodically pace around the room, blowing out the candles.]
My apologies Captain. Your mind.... shocked mine with the contact. In my current state I was not able to hold the meld. [Yeah... that could be a believable lie.
But for now he needed to think...and his breathing was off.... This was just too much.
How could this happen?]