Vulcans are renowned for loyalty.
I stole a starship, violated Starfleet directives, risked the death penalty, out of loyalty to Pike.
I've risked my own life, repeatedly, for Jim.
I'd have let my father die for my Starfleet oath.
My first loyalty was to Sarek, my heritage, my childhood choice to be Vulcan.
My father remains loyal to tradition. He's refused the parental relationship since I joined Starfleet.
Somehow, unintentionally, all instrumentation aside, I've lost, mislaid, that first primal loyalty.
And forever roam the stars, substituting one loyalty for another.
Until I rediscover my Vulcan home.