[Jim let it go. That was probably a warning sign, and Spock-- wants to keep at it but doesn't. He is relieved, so utterly and completely, that he slumps a little where he sits. Despite this, he is paying attention to Jim carefully, because this will be his Jim, in the future. He must know how best to assist - even if he is left on the other side, unable to reach his friend. He must know.]
[So he observes. The energy has left Jim - he is a shuttle spiralling out of control, heading downwards. Nightmares, he can do nothing about, that is a doctor's realm of expertise, or a psychiatrist's.]
Magical? [His eyebrow arches, considering the information (Nyota is here. How far ahead or behind is she? He will talk to her later).] A nexus such as this would possess highly advanced technology undetectable to our own, perhaps. [But not magic that's just ridiculous.]
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[So he observes. The energy has left Jim - he is a shuttle spiralling out of control, heading downwards. Nightmares, he can do nothing about, that is a doctor's realm of expertise, or a psychiatrist's.]
Magical? [His eyebrow arches, considering the information (Nyota is here. How far ahead or behind is she? He will talk to her later).] A nexus such as this would possess highly advanced technology undetectable to our own, perhaps. [But not magic that's just ridiculous.]