The Aftermath

[logical_hobgoblin]

Spock is not pleased.

Pike is not pleased.

There might not be yelling, but the silence is deafening.

Spock has been decontaminated and taken out of the suit, but he's still locked behind an airtight barrier to ensure he's not still able to infect anyone else with whatever it is he came into contact with on the planet. So far, he's not exhibiting any symptoms, but it's unknown whether that's due to humanoid biology, or Vulcanoid biology, or because the virus is ineffectual in an oxygen atmosphere.

Despite all the people poking and prodding at him, he's still working away silently on his PADD, filling out reports. He might as well make use of his time.

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[theoriginalcaptain]

Pike can almost hear what Spock's subtly saying, but he's not well-versed enough in Vulcan subtleties to call him out yet. Nor will he ever be, really, but there's definitely something in there that irks him.

"Again, not your call. There is always an element of risk in what we do, and everyone on board this ship has accepted that. Everyone on board this ship has also sworn to help each other. You don't have to do things alone."

HA. SO RICH, COMING FROM PIKE.

[logical_hobgoblin]

At least the unfamiliarity goes both ways. If Spock knew Pike better, he might be able to call him out on that. Respectfully, of course.

"Yes, sir." What else can he say? He has stated his logical assessment of the situation, and his commanding officer has decided he is wrong, even if logic states that the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few, or the one.

[theoriginalcaptain]

"Dismissed, cadet." Then he's back to focusing on his com screen as if Spock isn't even there.