<blockquote>David laughed, a harsh, loud sound that Pavel had never particularly liked. "Jim Kirk is as deluded as you are if either of you really thinks they're going to let him captain the Enterprise. It's a PR stunt, Chekov. They'll yank it in a week."
Pavel stared up at the ceiling, worrying his lower lip between his teeth. He couldn't fault David's logic. The bastard.
"I sat at the helm of the Enterprise," he repeated, mostly to himself this time. "I felt her humming under my hands."
David stared at him for a moment with a mixture of pity and amusement that Pavel absolutely loathed. He was not a puppy doing tricks for his classmates, contrary to what they often seemed to think.</blockquote>
