In the presence of their two psyches (although he would never admit it), Spock found himself more at ease than he had dreamed possible. This man, his lover, his mate embraced him so fully in this bond. The pleasure of their joining was heightened – even now it astonished the Vulcan to know he could feel this way. He could not help but feel, however, a curious sense of wonder he knew did not belong to him – one he knew did not belong to his partner, either.