nyota_uhura24 | [For logicandphysick]

You can always call me. You know that. [She finally sits down on the sofa, feeling some of the tension drain out of her. For a moment there she was truly afraid she'd lost a friend.]

This is probably going to sound strange, but I'm actually a little jealous of you. I wish I felt that way about... someone.

*He honestly has a hard time comprehending that, because he can't remember what it's like not to feel this way. He has to step back and try to put himself in her shoes.*

Well, it's only fun if it's requited. But I think I get you.

I don't know, Nyota. You make it sound like you're doomed to be alone or something. You just have to meet someone who's up to your standards.

I know I'm not doomed to be alone, but... sometimes it feels that way [she confesses, biting back on the sigh that wants to slip from her lips.] I can't even look at someone without thinking about what my parents would say. If they'd like him, I don't want him, and if they wouldn't, I know it'd be putting the poor man through hell.

[She shrugs; she knows she's being ridiculous.] But this isn't about me. This is about how you should go ask Spock on a date.

No, we're done with that part of the conversation. This can be about you now.

*He knows there isn't really a logical solution to this, any kind of equation that can simplify it or make it better, but he's still trying to approach it like a problem to solve.*

I know it's kind of all or nothing with your parents, but they couldn't be happy with someone you liked as long as he had a good job and wouldn't interfere with the hypothetical political career you don't want?

Saval, the possibility of you asking Spock out is more important than me being morose, but... thank you.

[She has to think about his question for a few moments.] I don't know. I doubt anyone's ever going to be good enough for them, aside from a select few I have no interest in.

I think this is one area where they're gonna have to learn to compromise. I know it's easier said than done...

*Which, knowing her parents, means it's more like impossible.*

You can't micromanage love. I mean, it's not like you're going to fall for an idiot. Any guy you date is going to be worthy of you. And hopefully, he'll be the confident type who doesn't mind your parents being difficult. Everyone's got difficult in-laws.

[She lets out a long, slow breath.] I'm not sure either of them knows the meaning of the word. It's amazing they're still married after all this time.

He'd have to be confident and willing to put up with their crap, and I don't know how many guys like that are out there. [Dating her wouldn't be easy, and part of her isn't entirely sure it's worth it. For her or for the hypothetical guy.]

For you? I think a guy would put up with a lot. Don't sell yourself short.

I guess at some point you just kind of have to tell your parents to fuck off. I mean, not literally, but you know. I'm sure as hell not introducing my parents to any of my boyfriends.

[She may not have a boyfriend, but she certainly has one of the best friends a girl could ask for.] Thank you, Saval...

You're right. I just know that even if I stopped talking to them, they'd still find ways to disrupt my life. And if they didn't like the guy I was dating, they'd find ways to disrupt my relationship. They're... a little insane, really.

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