[ It would seem Aldrip had no intentions of sparing anyone.
The ache in Spock's own head is more of a scrabbling, like the shake of an antiquated water pipe. It taps along the boundary of his shields, asks for entry. It will not be asking for long, he knows. It is testing, pressing. It is seeing where it is weakest, where it is might river through. And in the wake of his sentencing? They are newer, fresher. Raw.
It is not something he would care to admit, but Spock knows where he might provide his information. He knows that Jim's own discomfort is likely in triplicate, psi-null as he is. He does not have the same options that Spock has at his disposal. He does not have the same resilience. Not in this area. ]
It may hold, [ he says, undoing his own utility belt and passing it similarly over to Peter. ] Though, it is difficult to say for certain. I have not... [ He pauses, language a flickering line in his periphery. ] My data in this area is limited.
[ His singular point of reference is during his plak tow, but he cannot recall if he exerted the full of his strength then. Likely not, given who it was he was fighting.
He glances to Jim, back to Peter and Gwen both. His mouth draws into a thin, tight line. ]
Without controls, it is for your safety that you too avoid my skin. Do not touch me directly unless you have no other option. [ The hinge of his jaw twinges, but nothing else about his expression seems to budge from its usual stillness. ] I cannot guarantee I would leave you without ill effect, conscious or not.
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The ache in Spock's own head is more of a scrabbling, like the shake of an antiquated water pipe. It taps along the boundary of his shields, asks for entry. It will not be asking for long, he knows. It is testing, pressing. It is seeing where it is weakest, where it is might river through. And in the wake of his sentencing? They are newer, fresher. Raw.
It is not something he would care to admit, but Spock knows where he might provide his information. He knows that Jim's own discomfort is likely in triplicate, psi-null as he is. He does not have the same options that Spock has at his disposal. He does not have the same resilience. Not in this area. ]
It may hold, [ he says, undoing his own utility belt and passing it similarly over to Peter. ] Though, it is difficult to say for certain. I have not... [ He pauses, language a flickering line in his periphery. ] My data in this area is limited.
[ His singular point of reference is during his plak tow, but he cannot recall if he exerted the full of his strength then. Likely not, given who it was he was fighting.
He glances to Jim, back to Peter and Gwen both. His mouth draws into a thin, tight line. ]
Without controls, it is for your safety that you too avoid my skin. Do not touch me directly unless you have no other option. [ The hinge of his jaw twinges, but nothing else about his expression seems to budge from its usual stillness. ] I cannot guarantee I would leave you without ill effect, conscious or not.