She nodded, wishing she could see. Fighting against the nausea, she pushed herself off the floor.
"This must have to do with the conference," she surmised. She couldn't think of another reason why they would have come after her now. She was otherwise just there as a spectator, but as the wife of the Vulcan ambassador.
Suddenly, she frowned, putting her hand to her head. "I can't sense Sarek."
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Date: 2010-09-19 04:30 am (UTC)"This must have to do with the conference," she surmised. She couldn't think of another reason why they would have come after her now. She was otherwise just there as a spectator, but as the wife of the Vulcan ambassador.
Suddenly, she frowned, putting her hand to her head. "I can't sense Sarek."