“What are you going to do now?” Nyota asked him as they both watched their unconscious captain breathe as machines all around him beeped and blurped.
“Same as I always do,” Spock replied. “Forgive him, save him, sacrifice for him, advise him, stand up for him and to him, stand by his side no matter what, believe in him, take him in every way that he will allow me, as always.”
She nodded. Squeezed his arm. “We’ll mind the ship. As we always do.”
Spock appreciated it as she moved away and he moved closer to his T’hy’la.