[ Jim snorts at her answer, chuckling as he shakes his head. ] Smartass.
[ He says it almost fondly, though. Weirdly enough he does like it when Spock teases him, if nothing else because it comes to show she has a sense of humor in there somewhere, though most might not realize or even believe it. If that proof comes a little at his expense, well... that's something he can live with. ]
I feel it holds true to everything. [ He watches her as she gets her breakfast, lips quirking and eyebrow raising in amusement, even if he doesn't say anything. He gets the same for himself afterwards, fruit and everything (because he can compromise too), then tips his head a little at her. ] Your loyalty is, as always, very much appreciated.
The posterior of any individual is not capable of intelligence. You are aware of this fact and yet continue to use that term. [ There are aspects of humanity Spock does not comprehend and is unsure if she will ever comprehend.
She teases Jim only because she is comfortable enough with him to do so, knows he understands the uniqueness of Vulcan humor. ]
It is impossible for an idiom to apply to everything, as everything encompasses even that which we do not yet know. [ As far as her arguments go, it is not a strong one. But they have relaxed enough that she can let the argument rest. ]
Well, it depends on the posterior. I'm sure if anyone's could it would be yours. You are exceptionally bright, after all. [ There, that counts as a compliment. Sort of. Except he means it as anything but, as the teasing edge to his words makes plenty clear.
Grabbing his breakfast, he turns to Spock, waiting for her to lead the way to the table they usually take up. It's empty, as it usually is, probably because everyone on board the ship is used to this routine of theirs, by now. ]
Fine, then. Almost everything. A lot of things. That work for you?
[ Sometimes, Spock thinks she understands humans. And then certain individuals provide such illogical words, and Spock has to reconsider her beliefs. ] I would not desire a posterior that is capable of independent thought, Jim.
[ Though she does understand he is teasing, which means she only delivers her words in a rather deadpan tone, no accompanying eyebrow.
She leads the way to the table, taking her customary seat. After the oddness of waking up in Jim's bed, this moment of normalcy is comforting. ]
It is acceptable, though it still lacks precision.
Fine. Hey, maybe that's what happens when people talk out of their ass. [ (Ha ha, get it.) He knows Spock won't laugh but he still looks at her somewhat expectantly for her reaction. Even a faint quirk of her lips will be a victory.
The whole incident is at the back of his mind at this point. For how stiff and formal that Spock can be at times, Jim finds himself relaxing around her with remarkable ease. ]
I think we both know I often lack precision in a lot of things. [ And there he goes, doing it again. ]
[ That is not even remotely funny and Spock simply gives him a look, completely deadpan and determined to ignore it entirely. ]
Which is why it is a benefit that I am your first officer. [ One of them can lack precision, the other can be as precise as necessary. ] And if you will excuse me, Jim, I am reminded of the experiment I left in the lab prior to bed. I expect the results are ready.
[ Nonsense, he's hilarious. Well, he sure thinks he is, at least. Anyone else would've been in stitches at that joke. (Or just rolled their eyes and groaned.) ]
That's right. We're a good match, you and I. I mean, in the sense that we just balance each other out, not that we— right. You know. [ There's an awkward pause, then he just nods and turns his attention back to his breakfast. ] Yeah, go ahead. See you later on the bridge.
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[ He says it almost fondly, though. Weirdly enough he does like it when Spock teases him, if nothing else because it comes to show she has a sense of humor in there somewhere, though most might not realize or even believe it. If that proof comes a little at his expense, well... that's something he can live with. ]
I feel it holds true to everything. [ He watches her as she gets her breakfast, lips quirking and eyebrow raising in amusement, even if he doesn't say anything. He gets the same for himself afterwards, fruit and everything (because he can compromise too), then tips his head a little at her. ] Your loyalty is, as always, very much appreciated.
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She teases Jim only because she is comfortable enough with him to do so, knows he understands the uniqueness of Vulcan humor. ]
It is impossible for an idiom to apply to everything, as everything encompasses even that which we do not yet know. [ As far as her arguments go, it is not a strong one. But they have relaxed enough that she can let the argument rest. ]
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Grabbing his breakfast, he turns to Spock, waiting for her to lead the way to the table they usually take up. It's empty, as it usually is, probably because everyone on board the ship is used to this routine of theirs, by now. ]
Fine, then. Almost everything. A lot of things. That work for you?
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[ Though she does understand he is teasing, which means she only delivers her words in a rather deadpan tone, no accompanying eyebrow.
She leads the way to the table, taking her customary seat. After the oddness of waking up in Jim's bed, this moment of normalcy is comforting. ]
It is acceptable, though it still lacks precision.
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The whole incident is at the back of his mind at this point. For how stiff and formal that Spock can be at times, Jim finds himself relaxing around her with remarkable ease. ]
I think we both know I often lack precision in a lot of things. [ And there he goes, doing it again. ]
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Which is why it is a benefit that I am your first officer. [ One of them can lack precision, the other can be as precise as necessary. ] And if you will excuse me, Jim, I am reminded of the experiment I left in the lab prior to bed. I expect the results are ready.
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That's right. We're a good match, you and I. I mean, in the sense that we just balance each other out, not that we— right. You know. [ There's an awkward pause, then he just nods and turns his attention back to his breakfast. ] Yeah, go ahead. See you later on the bridge.