Guess I was right. Or you were. I forget who said it was a bad idea. But. I'm glad we didn't listen.
[Sure, it's meant a lot of heartache depression when Jim thought they'd never see each other again. But they have. They are. And now they can see each other at Will. Scientifically speaking, at least. The logistics are still what they are. They serve on different ships in different times.
So far they've managed to keep this a secret between their two ships, though Jim knows that can't last forever.]
Ahhh, I wouldn't worry about it. Trying to find the right words, I mean. Just enjoy this. I'm here. You're here. And uh. I think everyone present knows it considering you decked out your ex in front of the whole event.
[Jim gets it. He has no idea what to call this either when the words he'd guess at don't seem like Enough, somehow. It's alright if they don't have a label for whatever weird ass cross dimensional thing this is. They're happy. That's enough.
He squeezes Spock's hand gently, his smile brightening like the sun over the horizon as he rocks their joined hands back and forth a little. Just. Enjoying the moment.]
What do you wanna do now? Head back in and talk science with the rest of the crowd?
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For a supposed genius Jim sure is an idiot
[Sure, it's meant a lot of
heartachedepression when Jim thought they'd never see each other again. But they have. They are. And now they can see each other at Will. Scientifically speaking, at least. The logistics are still what they are. They serve on different ships in different times.So far they've managed to keep this a secret between their two ships, though Jim knows that can't last forever.]
Ahhh, I wouldn't worry about it. Trying to find the right words, I mean. Just enjoy this. I'm here. You're here. And uh. I think everyone present knows it considering you decked out your ex in front of the whole event.
[Jim gets it. He has no idea what to call this either when the words he'd guess at don't seem like Enough, somehow. It's alright if they don't have a label for whatever weird ass cross dimensional thing this is. They're happy. That's enough.
He squeezes Spock's hand gently, his smile brightening like the sun over the horizon as he rocks their joined hands back and forth a little. Just. Enjoying the moment.]
What do you wanna do now? Head back in and talk science with the rest of the crowd?