[ It takes a second for Spock to respond; he is moments away from slipping into a healing trance, and fighting against the lassitude. To allow himself to be so vulnerable would spell likely not only his death, but "Roger's" as well.
He blinks, and finally manages: ]
Healing would be appreciated. I believe they were forewarned of my presence.
[ He isn't healing as fast as he should. There must have been venom or some other toxin on the claws that made his wounds. ]
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He blinks, and finally manages: ]
Healing would be appreciated. I believe they were forewarned of my presence.
[ He isn't healing as fast as he should. There must have been venom or some other toxin on the claws that made his wounds. ]