[ The high-five would be funnier if Jim wasn't in crisis-management mode. Maybe he'll have the space to appreciate this when all this is over.
If they're still alive, that is. ]
Peter. You need to trust us, and you need to listen. [ It's not a plea, but a command, firm and serious. For all their time together, it's not a tone Jim has ever used with either of the teens - Spock, however, probably knows it very well, even if he's never had cause to hear it out of this Jim. There's a reason he's the youngest Captain in the fleet, younger even than Spock's universe. ] Gwen's right, we need to be restrained now. We're running out of time.
We have no idea what this will do to us - how cognizant we'll be. You need to hold us here, no matter what either of us say, until you know definitively that we're cured. [ Sure, the kids could probably hold Jim down (if Spock wasn't free to stop them), but if the infection took over their minds, as it feels like it is? Jim is well aware he could sweet talk a fisherman into buying a lawnmower.
Jim edges around the group, heading for the bathroom. It's the smallest room, with a small window - not that Spock couldn't break the door down, but. It's probably prudent to lock them in there. ] Spock is a touch-telepath. When he's not in control, he has the potential to damage your mind.
[ Jim's already climbing into the tub, nodding to himself. Yeah, this is probably as good as it's going to get. ] Humans are psi-null, there's no defense against it, when it comes to skin-on-skin contact. Don't let that happen.
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If they're still alive, that is. ]
Peter. You need to trust us, and you need to listen. [ It's not a plea, but a command, firm and serious. For all their time together, it's not a tone Jim has ever used with either of the teens - Spock, however, probably knows it very well, even if he's never had cause to hear it out of this Jim. There's a reason he's the youngest Captain in the fleet, younger even than Spock's universe. ] Gwen's right, we need to be restrained now. We're running out of time.
We have no idea what this will do to us - how cognizant we'll be. You need to hold us here, no matter what either of us say, until you know definitively that we're cured. [ Sure, the kids could probably hold Jim down (if Spock wasn't free to stop them), but if the infection took over their minds, as it feels like it is? Jim is well aware he could sweet talk a fisherman into buying a lawnmower.
Jim edges around the group, heading for the bathroom. It's the smallest room, with a small window - not that Spock couldn't break the door down, but. It's probably prudent to lock them in there. ] Spock is a touch-telepath. When he's not in control, he has the potential to damage your mind.
[ Jim's already climbing into the tub, nodding to himself. Yeah, this is probably as good as it's going to get. ] Humans are psi-null, there's no defense against it, when it comes to skin-on-skin contact. Don't let that happen.