[ There is something on his mind. Something that has been on his mind for days now. It's eating him up a little bit at time, dividing his attention and making him relive things he never, ever wanted to revisit again. Now here it is, thrust right back into the forefront of his mind and his life.
Except now he has to wonder of he's making up ghosts and monsters, or are they real. Is it possible that Kodos the Executioner is here, now, on this colony?
He's pouring over the historical information that Spock sent to him, but his head snaps up when Spock says that. His thoughts grind to a particularly painful halt, his heart is in his throat, and he feels rocked to his core. ]
13? [ He clears his throat slightly, trying to find a voice that has suddenly left him. His face is pale with shock. ] 13 years, you're sure?
[ Of course he's sure, this is Spock he's talking to. ]
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[ There is something on his mind. Something that has been on his mind for days now. It's eating him up a little bit at time, dividing his attention and making him relive things he never, ever wanted to revisit again. Now here it is, thrust right back into the forefront of his mind and his life.
Except now he has to wonder of he's making up ghosts and monsters, or are they real. Is it possible that Kodos the Executioner is here, now, on this colony?
He's pouring over the historical information that Spock sent to him, but his head snaps up when Spock says that. His thoughts grind to a particularly painful halt, his heart is in his throat, and he feels rocked to his core. ]
13? [ He clears his throat slightly, trying to find a voice that has suddenly left him. His face is pale with shock. ] 13 years, you're sure?
[ Of course he's sure, this is Spock he's talking to. ]