[The silence was enough of an answer for Lupin. He shifted the package from one hand to the other and opened the door. He sighed at what he saw and wondered why he even bothered to be surprised anymore. After nearly a month of living with the man under his roof, Lupin knew that Spock was a busy man who periodically turned to his meditations. Normally he let Spock do his thing.
Normally.
Lupin set the package down on Spock's bed and crouched before him with an expression of flat observation. Swiftly, but gently, he poked a finger at Spock's forehead.
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Normally.
Lupin set the package down on Spock's bed and crouched before him with an expression of flat observation. Swiftly, but gently, he poked a finger at Spock's forehead.
More insistently:]
Hey.