Spock inclined her head evenly and took the proffered seat. As she did so, she folded her hands across her lap and reflexively laced her fingers together.

"An appropriate desire," Spock validated him. He was smiling, perhaps a physical symptom of discomfort or ill ease. It was inappropriate, as she offered him neither resistance nor conflict, but humans did not frequently realize nor react well to commentary about their emotive reflexes.

"I had no been made aware that my acquisition of duties had elevated me to a secondary command status," Spock admitted slowly. "I do not object, as I have been trained adequately, but it is unexpected.

"Are there any specifics you wish to clarify?" Spock prompted.