What's the matter Spock
I do not understand the question, mother.
You're half human Spock; the computer knows that.
The question is irrelevant.
Spock, the retraining of your mind has been in the Vulcan way, so you may not be aware of your human feelings, but as my son, you have them, they will surface.
As you wish, since you deem them of value, however, I cannot find my answers here.
Where must you go?
To earth, to offer testimony.
You do this for friendship?
I do it because I was there.
Spock, does the good of the many outweigh the good of the one?
That would be a logical argument.
Then you stand here alive because of a mistake made by your flawed, feeling, human friends. They have sacrificed their futures because they felt that the good of the one, you, was more important.
Humans make illogical decisions.
They do, indeed.