[Spock closed his eyes again... ]

I realize this... but it illogically remains a difficult concept for me. Though I can recognize that this is a conflict due to my mixed heritage, it remains... as it is.

[Spock let his shields drop as much as he dared. He had been keeping a meticulous eye on them, but now he was tired. The emotions were no longer as prominent as they were... he had the desire to relax.
Spock sent warmth and gratitude through their shared link. He could not describe how... good it was to have someone except him for who he was.]