[ Miles, in contrast, is rather disheveled. With a great big wedge driven into the abyss that marks his self-worth, diverting the flow of any thoughts he's having about Gregor. The decision isn't quite as set in stone as Miles had made it sound; he aches for distraction now, like he'd managed with Spock ... a brief mental image of straddling Spock's lap, mouthing at the underside of his jaw.
But mostly he truly is sorry. He doesn't want to hurt Jim, dammit, and he still cares for him deeply. ]
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But mostly he truly is sorry. He doesn't want to hurt Jim, dammit, and he still cares for him deeply. ]
I'm sorry.