Yeah.. I mean... it's kind of engraved in my brain now I... I deserve to know, don't I?

_{[ Somehow, it came out pleading, like he wasn't sure Spock would actually tell him, that he would clam up and leave him him nothing. And he couldn't bear that. He reached along the bond on instinct, his confusion, worry, need, desire, and so much more radiating out. He wasn't good at separating them, not like Spock, and it was clear the squall would not be so easily quelled. ]}