[Spock wasn't expecting the projectile that made contact with his back... he look to where it landed on the floor and read the message. He turned slowly and looked up at Arsene, and then turned his gaze downwards once more. Though his posture straightened and his hands were clasped behind his back.]

I presume that you were the one that aided me during this time? I thank thee. Though I must ask, for how long was I not functional?