Her answer isn't really an answer at all, evasive at best. Right now though he can't bring himself to care. The conversation will come up again. When they're safe and no longer struggling with only their last reserves to draw upon.
So close.
They're so close.
Just as they reach their mark, Jim's injured knee collapses underneath him.
Spock slumps under his weight, as she attempts to prevent him from falling to the ground. It sends her staggering though, as she fumbles with the communicator. She manages to get through to Sulu, who beams them abroad instantly.
They materialize as an undignified, tangled mess in Transporter Room One. Damn, he's come out of bar fights feeling better than he does right now. "Oh that was fun," he mutters, heavy on the sarcasm. "Let's do it again. Spock?"
"Negative, Captain. I do not intend to participate in a situation like that again, though I suspect this there will be such incidents in the future." Spock is careful to moderate both her breathing and her voice as she untangles herself from Jim, but can't refrain from wincing as it pulls at the injury in her side.
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So close.
They're so close.
Just as they reach their mark, Jim's injured knee collapses underneath him.
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