"Not an emotion, my son," Sarek reprimanded, taking one of Spock's wrists in a firm grip "Rather, an impulse. An impulse you should be able to control regardless of your heritages." he wasted no time in turning to pull Spock back down the trail from which the boy had no doubt strode so confidently up less than half an hour before "It is for that reason, Spock, that I will not tolerate your lack of control over those impulses any longer; only the worst of humans have so little control as you displayed, therefore you do neither race no credit in your petulance."
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