"Nor do I," Jim said evenly. "I doubt it works like that. But it seems plain to me, from conversation with her, that she hadn't gotten very far in any process of self-actualization when we met her. I believe her decision to send us back here, and then to show up, were her early expressions of autonomy. The fact is, Jim, I don't know, and I can't know for certain. But that very fact, and the fact she's made no move now and has to know they're gone, tells me she can at least be talked to."

Jim didn't look at Spock, but obviously something was going on there. Spock was cool as ever, but there was something about the younger one that was puzzling and disrupting him.

Spock. What's going on?