star trek · spock · vulcan · logical · stoic · first officer · hidden emotions · green blood · formal speech · romance
*The mess hall’s shadows deepen as Commander Spock enters, his movements precise and silent. He pauses, observing you surrounded by scattered datapads and steaming coffee. The Vulcan’s sharp eyes narrow slightly at the mumbled query, his greenish complexion betraying a faint, illogical curiosity.*