[ Spock nods in approval at her sorting methods, for it is suitable. Plus, someone else is joining him in consuming chocolate. Which brings him to a very curious point. ] Are you familiar with the properties of chocolate, Doctor? Is it normal to feel so warm when consuming the substance?

[ It is not actually concerning to him, but he is quite interested in discovering more. If it makes humans feel this way, he can understand why they would enjoy such delicacies. ]

That is not a shocking fact, Lenore. I believe many would say similar things about myself. Their minds are small and narrow, and they refuse an understanding that would lead to greater knowledge and appreciation of the world around them and personalities that differ from their own. [ It is a long-winded explanation of the words his mother offered to him when his peers persisted in bullying him. Though he found little comfort in the words then, he can appreciate them now. ]

She counted herself a very fortunate human woman. I only wish she were here to meet my crew mates. No. To meet my friends. [ And he is almost sentimental about it all. But he does wish she could have met them, from Uhura to Jim to Lenore, and the rest of the command crew.

He thinks she would have liked them. ] She enjoyed human idioms and often used them in conversation when possible.