( For McCoy, it's nothing short of a blessing that Spock's deep in a healing trance when he arrives. Not that he hasn't much to say – he has a great many things to get off his chest – but it keeps him focused on the work ahead.
Here and there he offers an explanation ahead of an action, a warning before he sets to pulling out those arrowheads, or that the long rinse of antiseptic after might sting. Once one injury has mostly knitted under the steady glow of the regenerator, he moves onto the next, worst to least, until Spock's time as a Vulcan pincushion has come to an end. )
Hold still, ( he cautions dryly, when he wipes away the dried, flaking blood from his skin, and chases out any lollygaggers so he can trade Spock's ruined attire for clean sweats and a warm sweater. Then, he leaves him to his rest. )
We ought to get you back home, ( McCoy later announces over his tricorder, once Spock seems to have left that trance, ) Free the cot for someone else.
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Here and there he offers an explanation ahead of an action, a warning before he sets to pulling out those arrowheads, or that the long rinse of antiseptic after might sting. Once one injury has mostly knitted under the steady glow of the regenerator, he moves onto the next, worst to least, until Spock's time as a Vulcan pincushion has come to an end. )
Hold still, ( he cautions dryly, when he wipes away the dried, flaking blood from his skin, and chases out any lollygaggers so he can trade Spock's ruined attire for clean sweats and a warm sweater. Then, he leaves him to his rest. )
We ought to get you back home, ( McCoy later announces over his tricorder, once Spock seems to have left that trance, ) Free the cot for someone else.