His body didn't flinch--he wasn't so human like that, yet (hopefully never)--but his mind did; thoughts recoiled at the unpleasant reminder of his last interrogation, the last time he was curious. But he could no more stifle this trait of himself as Kirk could stop flirting with everything that moved. "I did not want to interrogate her in that sense." Never wanted to again, in that sense. "I believe that she would have freely provided answers to my questions in exchange for maintaining her freedom." Spock managed a tentative glance up at Jim.