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Jim’s gaze flew to his. “What exactly are you imagining you’re saying?”

Spock glanced around the observation deck. “I am not certain this is the place for this kind of conversation. Any moment someone else could come and…may we adjourn to either my quarters or yours?”

“Spock—”

“Please.” Spock straightened. “I ask that I am given the chance you gave my counterpart from that universe.”

Jim looked heavenward, but then nodded. “Yours then. I can leave then if necessary.”

Spock tried not to let that sharp comment sting but it was difficult. Still he took some relief in Jim’s ready agreement.

They didn’t speak as they left the observation deck and headed to the turbolift that would talk them to deck with officer quarters.

They bypassed the door to Jim’s and went right to Spock’s. He entered his access code and the door opened to let them inside.

Jim preceded Spock inside, but the moment the door closed he turned to face Spock, arms crossed in front of his chest in a clear defensive matter.

It did not bode well, but Spock had to try.

And he figured the best way was to lead off with…

“I love you.”