Christine couldn't help but grip Johnson's face as Uhura told him he could apologize. She knew the other woman wouldn't let him go, but she couldn't help the shark like smile she gave him as she moved his head so he'd be making eye contact with her.

"You would have to say it. Why don't you give it a try?" She teased knowing full well that there was no way he could vocalize anything with the paralytic in his system. Christine carefully began to trace the scalpel across his forehead.

"What shall I write here?" She mused allowed for Johnson's terror.