amends 'verse; with physicalstimuli

[themostevolved]

Spock spent all of beta shift on the bridge, examining readings and giving instructions on how to compensate in their orbit for the unusually strong gravitational pull of New Vulcan. Several minor issues cropped up - translations errors, navigational flaws, and several anomalous readouts - but Spock handled each with calculated efficiency and a

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[physicalstimuli]

Saval, in an attempt to make up for his earlier lack of efficiency, had stayed later than usual in the sickbay, taking on three extra patients. McCoy had eventually shooed him away with some idiomatic human insult that Saval wasn't sure how to interpret, but he wasn't going to dwell on it right now. He had better things to focus on

[themostevolved]

Spock had lost himself a moment, gazing down at the planet. So lost in the dark recesses of his mind was he that he missed Saval's entrance to the observation deck. When the Vulcan spoke Spock turned to regard him with a pleasant nod and warm eyes.

"I have only been here a few moments," he said, then indicated that they might move to sit where he had read upon arrival. "I trust a solution was found in regards to your patient?"

He picked up his PADD, then folded easily down into a comfortable, if rigid, position on the lounge.

[physicalstimuli]

"She should make a full recovery, yes." Cautiously, Saval took a nearby seat. He was always conscious of how he held himself, how he must look to others, overanalyzing and second-guessing even innocuous gestures. Had he unconsciously absorbed any mannerisms from the humans he was working with? Were his face and body too expressive?

The welcome in Spock's expression, though, was enough to melt away a few of those inhibitions. Saval's shoulders lost some of their tension.

Consciously, though without much trepidation, he switched from Standard to Vulcan. After a mere two weeks of working on the Enterprise, he longed to speak his native language again, and he couldn't imagine that Spock would be averse to it.

"There is a particular strain of virus native to the colony planet which has infected approximately 27 percent of the inhabitants, and is proving problematic. The symptoms are not life-threatening, but nonetheless, our current priority is to formulate a vaccine."

[themostevolved]

Spock sometimes worried - and he knew it to be the height of illogic to do so - over whether his constant close proximity to humans had lowered his rigid standards of self conduct. In a crew comprised mostly of humans, and what few aliens there were being some of the rowdier species in the galaxy, there was no one there to notice if he sat with a slightly more relaxed posture than was expected on his home planet, or if he greeted someone with far less a stoic gaze. He felt a momentary flash of unease; a sense of self doubt that perhaps he would make a fool of himself by being far too expressive for his recent lack of Vulcan company