"I was big into xenolinguistics at the Academy," Kirk preludes his response with, "and out of the dozen or so tongues I'm familiar with, nothing matches up. Nor does it line up with anything archived in the Enterprise's computer."
Spock had already run the scans while he'd been busy recalibrating the sensors to monitor analogue frequencies that he hadn't thought to keep an eye out for before, having reached no solid conclusions. Not even a semblance of a lead. Whatever that was, it was largely unknown-- but, at least she'd picked up on the same thing they had: It didn't come from the aliens. (Unless the aliens made it appear to be, which Kirk wasn't about to rule out as a possibility, those fuzzy bastards.) He couldn't help but grin as well.
"Don't think I have to say what I wish it was. Long shot, but I'd like to think Starfleet would come looking for us, whether they be from my time or yours, Lieutenant."
He doubted it was that, exactly, but one could hope and think optimistic thoughts for a change.
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Spock had already run the scans while he'd been busy recalibrating the sensors to monitor analogue frequencies that he hadn't thought to keep an eye out for before, having reached no solid conclusions. Not even a semblance of a lead. Whatever that was, it was largely unknown-- but, at least she'd picked up on the same thing they had: It didn't come from the aliens. (Unless the aliens made it appear to be, which Kirk wasn't about to rule out as a possibility, those fuzzy bastards.) He couldn't help but grin as well.
"Don't think I have to say what I wish it was. Long shot, but I'd like to think Starfleet would come looking for us, whether they be from my time or yours, Lieutenant."
He doubted it was that, exactly, but one could hope and think optimistic thoughts for a change.