Starfleet's Girl Friday

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"It will not." But she did relax slightly when she realized Kirk wasn't going to bolt out of the room immediately. "If that was possible, it would have gotten stuck that way months ago."

Tipping her head back, she tried not to show that she was surprised by the offer. It was one thing to share meals while they were on duty, struggling through the mountains of reports and requests that everyone seemed to think the Captain needed to read over personally. It was another to be asked when Kirk should be wanting to make his escape.

Automatically, she started to make an excuse, knowing it would be improper but then she realized for Kirk, it really wasn't. He was just as likely to sit with some of the engineers and discuss the latest repairs or the nurses to joke about McCoy as he was to sit eat with her. Considering how much time they spent together, it couldn't hurt either one of them if she said yes. And from the things she'd seen while working with Kirk, she had the feeling that saying no would hurt worse than any gossip. "If I say yes, do I have to fetch coffee or are you still going to worry that I'm going to poison you?"