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[No judgement--ever. He hated that when people did that to him.]

'The needs of the one outweigh...'

[He trailed off when he realized what he was mumbling. That was information he did not want Spock to know right yet.]

You're an academic mostly, right? Not trained for battles on this scale. That...must have been tough.

[Another round of antibiotics.]

With all of that mud I'm surprised that these aren't infected.]

[Spock glanced back at Lupin when he was 'muttering'... curious.

However, his shoulders drooped in defeat...]

I was afraid... these creatures were surrounding me and I... ran. That is why I got here so quickly.
I am a trained starfleet officer... I am quite able to handle myself in any military or hostile situation.. [Spock closed his eyes... he is worried about the people he left behind... ]

I am Vulcan... as long as I was not stationary for long an infection would not have taken place.

[He applied the pad and started wrapping the gauze around to hold it in place, idly remembering his one and only mission for the Malnosso. They were on a ship at sea...and he never believed that creatures of that magnitude even existed before that trip]

Starfleet officer or not, this isn't a ship battle. Things exist here that are hard to imagine anywhere else, so you're just relatively untested.

...and you did only just recover yourself. Don't think too hard on it.

[Because, while he was worried, he wouldn't place any blame on Spock or anyone else.]

[Spock reluctantly nods... this was a difficult thing to accept, his Vulcan pride did not want to allow for it.

But his human side was scared and only wanted to come home....]

I...appreciate your efforts in attempting to 'cheer me up'... And I must admit that your reasoning merits some logic.

[When Lupin finishes with his leg... Spock sits once more and presents him with his shoulder...]

Might I be able to borrow that robe once more for sleeping? [Spock, following Lupin's warning, does not intend to go into a healing trance for the time being. Because he was right, it was too risky...]

The yukata? sure~

[He repeated the process on the shoulder, and realized there that he would need the tape instead of the gauze. With the location of the lacerations, Spock was damn lucky that his wing didn't get clipped--that was automatically a week of recovery, at least, and a lot of pain...]

I'm just trying to use your own methods here, Spock. I'm pretty rational too, you know. [An amused huff. This really was almost like consoling a younger brother, if the movies bore any merit]

[Spock's lips twitch in amusement at that statement... if he were fully human he may have laughed out loud.

And Spock may have shared Lupin's view of a brotherly relationship... but he does not fully understand what that entails. Then again, he may be over thinking it.]

Spock stands when all is done and helps to pack things away....]

Do you plan to go back to sleep at this time?

[Lupin held a hand against his head and took a moment to breathe before he joined Spock in finishing up.]

Sleep is a nice thing, but I have nothing to do tomorrow unless Wilhelmina makes a racket again.

[He offered a small smile but didn't elaborate on his suspicions. Soldiers fought better when their moral was high, and they recovered better in similar conditions. He would stay awake if he was needed.]

[Spock's eyebrows twitch in confusion at the mention of a strange name...]

Who is Wilhelmina?

Sssshhhh!

[He held his finger to his lips in an exaggerated gesture.]

Not too loud~

She's my squid. You've seen her. She's....been possessed by a ghost for the last few days, and has been acting like a puppy with ADHD.

[Spock continues to give Lupin a confused look... but eventually nods in understand... he will assume Arsene knows what he is talking about.

He then looks down and shuffles a bit... mumbling something under his breath... something about 'amenable'...and sleeping...]

[He caught that utterance and clicked off the light in the bathroom before he joined Spock.]

Yeah, you can sleep. Let's get you that yukata...

[Lupin led Spock into his room to wait while he pawed through his closet for that yukata. The incident with Adele a little more than a week before left his closet in a completely disorganized mess. Despite the quietness of the village in the wake of the draft, Lupin hadn't made the time to manage the clutter.]

[Spock looks around him with some interest... the disorganization reminded him of Kirk's quarters on the Enterprise... illogical.

Fascinating... the ribbon was still balled in his fist.]

A ha~

[The yukata was found in undamaged condition, much to Lupin's surprise. Adele had washed everything in his closet with an obnoxiously fruity scented detergent, but he had enough care and respect for the delcate structure of the traditionally styled piece. It still had a floral scent clinging to the fibers, but it was more reminiscent of perfume... Lupin hadn't yet noticed that the ribbon was still in Spock's possession. It had been an unimportant detail in the mess of green.

Lupin turned and held the yukata out for Spock.]

Here. We'll find you some blankets too, so you can be more comfortable after...that.

[Spock took the Yukata in hand and put it on... he noticed the strange perfume, but did not comment on it....after it was secured he removed the towel, folded it, and placed it on top of a questionable heap on the floor.]

Sa-kai... despite all that you have done for me this morning, I have one more favour to ask of you...

[He was wide awake now, despite the hour. The adrenaline that steadily worked its way through his veins kept his focus sharp and his mind clear as the impulses for crisis aversion set in. He couldn't tell whether it was simply a remnant from Spock's entry, his need to stay focused where Spock could not, or a sympathetic response to everything that the draft had dealt...

He took a deep breath. His gaze flicked down at Spock's balled up fist before meeting his eyes.]

What else do you need?

[Green stained his cheeks as his fist tightened slightly... he could not look Arsene in the eyes at the moment...curious..]

You are free to say no....

[He arched his eyebrow at this.]

Shoot.

Would you...

If it is at all possible, could you... stay with me?

[Spock hoped that was clear... this was embarrassing enough as it is....]

[He was almost like a child, Lupin realized. He was like a boy who had fallen into the Seine in the middle of winter while on a midnight excursion...alone. Spock's shields and composure weren't fully in place, Lupin knew. The unchecked emotions and the likely trauma he had faced out in the field would have made most men seek comfort in numbers. However, Spock was in a different set of circumstances. Most men didn't have a racial bond that was shared between millions or billions of individuals, nor did they have to face the sheer pain at having most of those connections ripped asunder in the space of a heartbeat.

That lively yellow flower he encountered in the fractured desert of Spock's mindscape once more drifted to the forefront. Spock stated that they had found a 'familial bond' in the Dome, and that their minds were linked in a way that most humans couldn't comprehend. Lupin still couldn't comprehend it, but it was obviously helpful to Spock...

And, maybe, to Lupin himself.

He huffed in embarrassed amusement and leaned back against the wall. This was his price for trusting a complete stranger with his everything...even if neither of them knew better at that time.]

...I'll stay as long as you need. Hell, I can wake Wilhelmina up if you want her too. I'd want company too if I was in your shoes, though I usually find mine in a bar with a bunch of drunk, happy bastards.

Wilhelmina... will not be needed at this juncture.

[Spock stepped into Lupin's personal space and gently took hold of his wrist and lifted it up so that he could place the ribbon into his hand.]

'Not needed at this juncture,' huh?

[He grinned and closed his hand around the balled up, green stained ribbon.]

I'll say on thing, Spock. You certainly did keep your word.

[...but at what cost...

However, to dwell on such things is illogical, there was only forward while still retaining the lessons learned from the past.]

Most certainly.

[And with all the innocence of the world...]

The spare room? Or shall your own bed suffice?

[Lupin snorted with laughter-- he really was like a lost child! Laughter was better than despair, he had learned long ago. He could worry about the rest of the draftees in the morning, or whenever they came back.]

Which ever is best for you...? Man this is weird!

[He pulled the penknife from the pocket of his loose pants and pulled the ribbon taut with both hands.]

Look. The important thing here is getting you back together, and doing it without you getting hurt. If that means carrying you the long way down the mountains, that's fine. If that means you need someone to guard your back, that's fine too. Sticking close to someone when they're in trouble isn't the hardest thing that I've done for someone I liked.

[A quick jerk of the penknife split the ribbon in two. He set the knife aside and held one of the halves out to Spock.]

Here. A souvenir.

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[Spock took the ribbon in hand... he stared at it for a moment before lifting up the sleeve of the yukata and efficiently tying it around his upper arm.
Once settled, he straightened once more...]

[This feeling... a rather curious sensation. Though he had already given his gratitude, it would be illogical to repeat himself.]

Here will suffice.

[Spock moves over to the bed...]

[Souvenirs were important. Though he was never much of a collector at home, Lupin noticed that he was slowly becoming a hoarder during his stay in Luceti. Amassing a collection of souvenirs was just one part of that, but it had spared him from grief at a later date. The amnesia shift, the very one that threw them together, still bothered him...

But he found his souvenir from that experiment in the little device that Spock had given him. The ribbon was a return gesture--and a selfish move. Now Lupin had something by which he could remember two people by, if their memories were erased again.

It was a small piece for Spock to start his own collection.

Lupin similarly tied his, echoing Spock's gesture, and joined him.]

...you know you don't need to worry about things in here, right? Until your Captain gets back, you're free to make yourself as comfortable as you want. No one's going to judge anything in here.

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