[The smile on his lips slipped at the sadness in Spock's eyes. He was so Vulcan, yet so human; his expression could be completely shuttered and yet everything he was feeling and thinking was right there in those liquid brown eyes. Jim subtly shifted closer.] Same. I used to stare up at the sky on the roof of our farmhouse. [But then Jim was wondering if he would ever live up to the legacy his father left behind and if he would ever be able to just get away from everything.]
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