[ Spock wants to repeat his comment more firmly, but before he can say anything, Jim is continuing, potentially turning his request into an order.

The incidents he is aware of, and there is no need for him to hear what has been going on with his interactions with the crew. He knows how it appears; he knows how distinctly out of the ordinary it is for him and how it affects his crew. However— ]

Captain, if I am the only person capable of covering the science consoles on the bridge, we must address the lack of staffing. [ Because there really should be someone else who could cover the position, when necessary. There was even another name at the tip of his tongue, but Spock could not entirely remember who he meant to refer as his relief.

With a growl of frustration, he spun on his heel to stare at the bulkhead, hands gripping the console beneath him firmly enough to warp. ]

I must ask that we return to New Vulcan. If a course cannot be charted, I will take a shuttle and make my way to the colony.

[ He did not want to go to the colony, but it was for the best. His blood was already starting the burn; it would not be too much longer. ]