[ The emotionalism of Kirk's response isn't shied away from – rather it's Spock's turn to take a step forward, hooded eyes fixed solely on him. He's seen Jim angry at him before, furious even, but that is one thing that's never given him any pause in speaking his own mind. In fact it's far easier to focus on than the hurt he sees flash in hazel eyes before his captain is averting his gaze. ]
You asked for my reasons and I have given them to you. It is your choice to keep command of the Enterprise and it is my choice to do what is best for her. It would be a mistake to speak of my decision as dependent upon yours and not as a logical separate outcome. [ And whatever Kirk may think of it, of course it's his business. The last thing he needs or wants is to harm something so precious to his best friend, something that would impact them both. He won't be used as a tool to take down James Kirk or to hurt the Enterprise. ]
If you see me as my own man then grant me the right to make this decision on my own. I have offered you my explanation and supplied the basis for the conclusion I have drawn.
I ask that you do accept it, whether or not respect is viable in your eyes. [ After all, is the Vulcan way something that can be shouldered and put aside when it's convenient to do so? Did he choose to save Sarek when it was the easy thing to do, or did he stand by his convictions and serve his ship as needed?
(push, pull. they dance together even at odds, even as they compete, logic against emotion. spock draws nearer and kirk has half a mind to match it until they are chest to chest, robbed of any possibility of escape. instead, he remains where he is, wondering if he should have appealed to him in a practical way or slowed down long enough to get the finer details straight. it proves how enduringly human he is no matter the circumstance, because he can't do what his vulcan first officer can.
he's only now fighting and failing to cope with the inner conflict spock has had to face every day of his life. in light of this, he's chosen what his next answer has to be.)
We've never been at war, you and I. Yes, we've had our disagreements and fought, but never in a way that couldn't be resolved. Putting intellect and intuition aside, that's why we've made such a formidable team, isn't it? (facing spock once more, he reassures himself with his lasting presence.) Nothing seemed impossible to me, and I was convinced that I was totally invulnerable so long as we remained together on the bridge of that ship. I think I let that cloud my judgement, Spock, when it came to my feelings for you.
"Whatever satisfies Souls is true," (he says with finality.) Having you by my side is all that'll satisfy mine. I need you—you, as you are now. I could never be disappointed in that.
I have never found it significantly important to analyze the root cause of our success with one another. [ Not as deeply as he should have, not with motivation to be cautious when it came to his almost instantaneous over-investment. ] If I were to do so now I would doubtless draw the same conclusions which you have already. It has been enough for me that it has been the case.
[ Find that person that seems farthest from you... and reach for them.
Now, as always, he is at war with himself.
Hands return behind his back not to signal a lessening in his aggression but to hide how fingers suddenly twist together, uneasy. No, no, it's too soon to hope for a miscalculation – the pounding in his head has become searing and desperate. ]
"What is prudence, is indivisible, declines to separate one part of life from every part."
I have never intended to leave your side, Captain. It is my deepest wish to remain.
(to separate one part of life from every part. spock refuses him because it is the logical thing to do. he knows that his first officer has no lack of feeling for him, but to ask him to choose one facet of life, one individual from the whole, and cherish them above the rest?
it's not the vulcan way.)
Then we'll carry on as we always have, Mr. Spock. (his voice holds something back, made thick with the effort.) With you at your station and me at mine.
(would that he could appreciate spock's sentiment now for what it truly is. later, alone, kirk will review what's been said. words any other man might take offence to, in actuality an echo of the unforgettable three he shared with him in the beginning. for now, however, this must end.
which brings them to his first lie:) I think I'd like to be alone.
It's exactly what he wanted to hear and he is not a man prone to hope. Why now, then, does it feel like he should be in mourning? Not for a reality he never thought he could truly grasp, but for the enjoyment of the illusion. There cannot exist, after the finality of his answer, that same hint in his captain's eyes, bathed as it was in warmth. There is no innocent question now when the harsh truth has been laid bare.
What he feels is sadness instead. Sadness and an illogical dread.
He must be alone. ]
Of course, Captain. I shall take my leave. [ Encouraging him to remain and have the house for as long as required feels presumptuous so he says nothing, instead turning away after a single beat of hesitation and making for the front door. He isn't sure yet where he'll rest tonight, but it will not be here. ]
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You asked for my reasons and I have given them to you. It is your choice to keep command of the Enterprise and it is my choice to do what is best for her. It would be a mistake to speak of my decision as dependent upon yours and not as a logical separate outcome. [ And whatever Kirk may think of it, of course it's his business. The last thing he needs or wants is to harm something so precious to his best friend, something that would impact them both. He won't be used as a tool to take down James Kirk or to hurt the Enterprise. ]
If you see me as my own man then grant me the right to make this decision on my own. I have offered you my explanation and supplied the basis for the conclusion I have drawn.
I ask that you do accept it, whether or not respect is viable in your eyes. [ After all, is the Vulcan way something that can be shouldered and put aside when it's convenient to do so? Did he choose to save Sarek when it was the easy thing to do, or did he stand by his convictions and serve his ship as needed?
Even then the variable had been James Kirk. ]
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he's only now fighting and failing to cope with the inner conflict spock has had to face every day of his life. in light of this, he's chosen what his next answer has to be.)
We've never been at war, you and I. Yes, we've had our disagreements and fought, but never in a way that couldn't be resolved. Putting intellect and intuition aside, that's why we've made such a formidable team, isn't it? (facing spock once more, he reassures himself with his lasting presence.) Nothing seemed impossible to me, and I was convinced that I was totally invulnerable so long as we remained together on the bridge of that ship. I think I let that cloud my judgement, Spock, when it came to my feelings for you.
"Whatever satisfies Souls is true," (he says with finality.) Having you by my side is all that'll satisfy mine. I need you—you, as you are now. I could never be disappointed in that.
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I have never found it significantly important to analyze the root cause of our success with one another. [ Not as deeply as he should have, not with motivation to be cautious when it came to his almost instantaneous over-investment. ] If I were to do so now I would doubtless draw the same conclusions which you have already. It has been enough for me that it has been the case.
[ Find that person that seems farthest from you... and reach for them.
Now, as always, he is at war with himself.
Hands return behind his back not to signal a lessening in his aggression but to hide how fingers suddenly twist together, uneasy. No, no, it's too soon to hope for a miscalculation – the pounding in his head has become searing and desperate. ]
"What is prudence, is indivisible, declines to separate one part of life from every part."
I have never intended to leave your side, Captain. It is my deepest wish to remain.
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it's not the vulcan way.)
Then we'll carry on as we always have, Mr. Spock. (his voice holds something back, made thick with the effort.) With you at your station and me at mine.
(would that he could appreciate spock's sentiment now for what it truly is. later, alone, kirk will review what's been said. words any other man might take offence to, in actuality an echo of the unforgettable three he shared with him in the beginning. for now, however, this must end.
which brings them to his first lie:) I think I'd like to be alone.
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You at your station and me at mine.
It's exactly what he wanted to hear and he is not a man prone to hope. Why now, then, does it feel like he should be in mourning? Not for a reality he never thought he could truly grasp, but for the enjoyment of the illusion. There cannot exist, after the finality of his answer, that same hint in his captain's eyes, bathed as it was in warmth. There is no innocent question now when the harsh truth has been laid bare.
What he feels is sadness instead. Sadness and an illogical dread.
He must be alone. ]
Of course, Captain. I shall take my leave. [ Encouraging him to remain and have the house for as long as required feels presumptuous so he says nothing, instead turning away after a single beat of hesitation and making for the front door. He isn't sure yet where he'll rest tonight, but it will not be here. ]