[When Trip entered, he immediately realized he had no idea what he should do. Elizabeth's death was still a recent thing for him, but it wasn't for T'Pol, and he didn't know what he should be doing. Part of him had sort of wanted to just go hide in his own cabin, or try to find something to keep himself busy, but that had pretty much immediately been pushed away in favor of trying to help.
He slowly sat down next to her, close without actually touching, not sure what she'd want him to do. After a long moment of silence - and a ear scratch for Khoteth - he finally managed to find his voice.]
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He slowly sat down next to her, close without actually touching, not sure what she'd want him to do. After a long moment of silence - and a ear scratch for Khoteth - he finally managed to find his voice.]
... You wanna talk about it?