



But now I know your name, of course I am aware of you by reputation, and I see why Chilton both reveres you and resents you.
Fair enough.
I really need to know your intentions towards Spock.
I want to find him before a vigilante mob does, or a posse of trigger-happy Starfleet cowboys. I’m pretty sure you want the same thing.
There’s just no world where I can give that serious consideration.