not an unconditional believer
Spock thinned his own lips. “I too find myself with a dearth of equipment available.”
Dr. McCoy closed his eyes. Breathed out. “Okay,” he murmured. His palm rested lightly on Ensign Casey’s forehead. “We’ll figure it out.”
“An expression of illogical human faith, Doctor?”
“Oh, I think this time it might be simple human delusion."
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