I know, her mind pressed back to his, her eyes moving from Jim to Spock as she thought. She gave him a soft smile, knowing that he needed her reassurance. She drew their hands closer to her, to her side, sweeping the pad of her thumbs over their wrists.

Nyota was still a little unsure how this was going to go. It was beyond her realm of experience, and this situation could so easily be overthought. So instead she concentrated on the feel of their hands in hers; Spock's so hot, those long graceful fingers she enjoyed. And Jim, his hand was cooler to touch, though still so warm, his fingers a little rough against her softer skin.

"It's alright," she repeated quietly, just as she had once before, before Jim turned on his heel and ran. She hoped that this time he would react a little differently.