[Spock looked over at Jim and blinked... hangovers? He would have to take Jim's word for it. On Vulcan, pancakes were something his mother made very rarely and were considered a treat. She called it 'comfort food'... a concept he didn't really understand until now. It truly was comforting to be eating this with his T'hy'la right now.
The Vulcan made a noncommittal noise and tucked in, finishing his blueberry pancake and fruit.]
I must send a communication to my father... [The Vulcan stood..] I will return momentarily....
[And with that, Spock gathered his dishes, deposited them in the sink.... and went into his office.]
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Date: 2013-07-01 03:30 am (UTC)She called it 'comfort food'... a concept he didn't really understand until now. It truly was comforting to be eating this with his T'hy'la right now.
The Vulcan made a noncommittal noise and tucked in, finishing his blueberry pancake and fruit.]
I must send a communication to my father... [The Vulcan stood..] I will return momentarily....
[And with that, Spock gathered his dishes, deposited them in the sink.... and went into his office.]