"Thanks. So this won't be so bad. It'll be like Starfleet with the younger members. Which is fine. I'm good at that." At least she hoped she would be. She was an only child with bad social skills. And she may or may not have sic'd her Malamute on a girl who called her stupid. She hadn't, really. Milo the dog had sensed Christine's mood and went after who he thought the mood was caused by.

Six weeks of court-mandated behavioral training and Milo was good.

"I...really don't know. But I believe Spock is destined for greater things. For a while, I really thought that I'd be by his side as he accomplished them. But I was shaken. My faith was broken. And that's on me."