> She stood. "Are you up to attempting this now?"
>
> "No time like the present," he told her. He approached her and placed his
> hands on her face in the right positions. It still felt awkward, this
> Vulcan thing, especially since he wasn't as adept at it as he would like to
> be. He closed his eyes and reached out to her in his mind, probing for her
> consciousness, while keeping an eye out for a stack of walled off memories
> he'd left behind last time he'd been here.
Carrhae's eyes drifted closed. Slowly, as she added her own limited
skills to the meld, Kitanya, the room, the universe, receded. All that
remained was the two of them.
<Beloved> she thought in greeting in Rihannsu.
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