Yeah - what he said. [ Jim rubs awkwardly at the back of his neck, offering the pair of ladies a sheepish smile. Vi doesn't look bothered, which is ultimately good - but not addressing the elephant in the room isn't going to make it go away. Especially for Jim and Spock's type, with pesky things like ethical codes they try to uphold. ] I've been trying to locate you, to send my apologies.

[ Jim's attention turns to Caitlyn with an apologetic twist to his mouth. ] Yeah, Spock and I were...infected. We had a bit of an altercation.

[ They weren't trying to kill her, at least, but they'd definitely been going for the throat. Jim steps back as well (almost eerily close to the way Spock steps back; an absent, subconscious alignment - tends to happen when your brains are tuned to the same wavelength (literally)), beckoning them both forward and into the house. ] Please, come in.