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Rate Of Exchange -- Part Two "You seem distraught." Chekov looked up guiltily. Out of consideration for Vulcan sensibilities, he tried to keep his emotions in check while inside the dwelling he shared with Mr. Spock. It would seem he had failed once again. It must have been pretty bad this time. He hadn't even had the chance to get inside the house. Spock had come out to meet him by the fountain in the front garden. "I... I..." The ensign struggled to regain control of himself and think of a proper coded phrase for what happened. "Did you have another incident with Security?" "No, sir," Chekov assured him, quickly washing the dust off h