He knew he had stopped Jim right in his tracks, because the man had stopped yelling at him. Spock brought up his hands again--finding strength in them now that the world had stopped listing and turning and moving in and out, as if the depths were changing but knowing that he was standing perfectly still. He grabbed at his shoulders; they were supporting each other now, against the adrenaline drain and growing headaches.
"I do not intend to lie to you about anything," He began, still keeping his voice quiet, between them. "But you must allow me to speak, first."
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Date: 2009-08-08 04:25 am (UTC)"I do not intend to lie to you about anything," He began, still keeping his voice quiet, between them. "But you must allow me to speak, first."