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As the temperature keeps dropping in the Nexus, a certain elderly Vulcan just keeps adding more cloaks to his attire. Some people may find humor in his excessive bundling but he and the cold are not overly fond of each other. Luckily there are ways to keep warm even in the increasing chill. The Plaza has no shortage of those little outdoor heating lamps set up alongside many of the couches that somehow manage to remain free of snow and frost despite the dip in temperature.

He could swear it was a might bit warmer here in the Plaza than it is anywhere else in the Nexus.

Spock only hesitates a moment before unsnapping the collar of his hooded coat so that he can speak and be heard properly. His bulky mittens don't seem to get too much in the way of that at least.

"What is an adequate gift to give someone you've not seen in a very long time?"

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To be completely honest, when she doesn't mind being noticed, Dia's not at all difficult to recognize. The dark clothing she wears, what with the heavy, hooded cloak over her robes, makes her relatively easy to spot. The chillier air has made the cloak necessary, though the neither the hood on the cloak or the robes beneath are up at the moment.

"I suppose that would depend on the person, and what they mean to you, as well as how well you know them."

Spock is a bit more difficult to recognize visually what with all the layers. His voice tends to stand out though. Dia gets a polite nod in way of greeting.

"One of my closest friends. He was the captain of the ship I was stationed on for many years."

Spock gets one in return. Dia, herself, hasn't changed much in the previous time they met aside from wearing more layers of clothing. Deep passions below the surface reigned in with an impressive form of emotional control and compartmentalization. Closed off, but almost contrastingly relaxed.

Still, she looks thoughtful, her eyebrows furrowing a moment as she does. "Hm, was it the first ship you and he served on together, if you don't mind me asking?"

More layers of clothing for everyone. The cold is distasteful and uncomfortable and should be avoided at all costs. Please get this old man back on a desert climate where he belongs.

"We were not close before our assignments to the Enterprise. It was a lesson in camaraderie for all of us, I believe." Still, he'd grown closer to the captain than he had anyone else over the years.

To be fair, deserts get cold at night.

But admittedly, Vulcans aren't typically nocturnal.

Dia's opinions of the cold are similar, having spent much of her adult life on Dromund Kaas, which was a humid, rainy, tropical world. While her ship has a much more balanced atmosphere, she still keeps it a little warmer simply out of preference.

"It's a little silly, I'll admit, but the first thing that comes to mind, that has a personal connection to you both, would probably be a model of the ship you both served on," a gloved hand slowly snakes out of the cloak, revealing loose, black robed sleeves with deep red trim, and long, tighter sleeves beneath that to help retain her warmth, tapping her lips with her index finger for a moment before continuing, arm disappearing back beneath the cloak. "with some kind of personal note written with it."

Spock thinks back to the apartment Jim kept when he was stationed in San Francisco for a time and to the many many model ships that adorned his walls on shelves, meticulously cared after.

He does not have such things in his Nexus home. Dia's suggestion may be rather more on the nose than she thinks.

"I wonder if I could find such a model here. It would be worth looking for. Very much so."

Admittedly, Dia hasn't quite made the connection that Spock and the Jim she knows are from similar universes (or, honestly, the same one depending on the timeline--look, it gets confusing, okay?), but it is something that almost certainly has a personal, well-meaning connection to them both.

Especially as they've known each other for so long.

"Generally, if you look hard enough, you'll find it in one of the shops eventually. This bloody place has everything if you do." Because honestly, finding the right force-damned power converters for her ship would have been next to impossible otherwise.

Spock recalls that Jim was able to find Vulcan spiced tea for sale in one of the shops near his living quarters. Dia's advice is sound considering what he's already seen around the Nexus.

"Then I do believe I have an errand to attend to. You have my gratitude."

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