[Spock freezes and tries to quell the green blush that is threatening to stain his face. He slowly draws his hand away... and illogically he has to remind himself to breath.
Not meeting his gaze...]
Very well Captain... You should finish your plate...
[However.... knowing that Jim put so much trust in him meant a lot. He did not know how to express how much it meant to him at that moment. It felt like being forgiven.
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Not meeting his gaze...]
Very well Captain... You should finish your plate...
[However.... knowing that Jim put so much trust in him meant a lot. He did not know how to express how much it meant to him at that moment. It felt like being forgiven.