Are you quite alright Sir? Do you… require a glass of water? You appear to have a… uhm… scratchy throat.
(Sarek is putting. Do talk about this purring Vulcans agenda.)
[Sarek is sitting with Amanda. He is leaning slightly into her side and she is reviewing her class notes while scratching softly at the base of Sarek's head and ears -- his favorite place to be scratched. He has found himself purring more often while answering his transmissions, particularly the ones that include Amanda's presence, and is... not wholly unsurprised that someone had picked up on this behavior.
When Sarek speaks, his words are slurred slightly, his vowels elongated and aspirated sounds are accentuated by the low rumbling of Sarek's purring.]
I am perfectly fine. Purring is mostly an... involuntary reaction, brought on by affection, trust, and healing.
Currently, I am simply--
[Amanda moves her hand to scratched around Sarek's jaw and he practically melts into her touch as his purring grows louder.]
content... in this... position...
I must keep this transmission short... I thank thee for the concern for my health... live long and prosper...
[The transmission ends with Sarek closing his eyes and burying his head in Amanda's neck, pushing against Amanda's arm until there is space for him against her side. He continues to purr and, just before the feed ends, Sarek smiled. It's small and is only a single frame, so it's hard to tell for sure, but it's definitely a smile.]
