He relented, but that didn't mean Bones didn't keep a close eye on things, and also begin trying to parse what that other, tiny bit of DNA was, that slightly differential that kept these two from being a 100% match. Spock was curious about the matter as Bones was, but like the doctor relented to the logic of the Kirk's speaking with each other first. It was, after all, pointless to try and hide one from the other, and he set himself to the task of researching any anomaly that could produce their current situation.
As for Jim, he slept. It was deep and dreamless and for that was thankful. To often his dreams were wild and harsh and full of teeth and dark shadows. Survival instinct perhaps? Never to deeply asleep, ready to act at all times. True, blissfully unaware sleep was a gift and he would have kissed McCoy for it if he could.
As it was, when he woke, he did not act surprised to be in the surroundings he was in, though clearly he was taking stock of his situation however slowly. He was quiet for a long while as he came back to himself before turning his head to face himself.
"You know, I had really hoped you were a hallucination from something I ate or an infection fever."
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As for Jim, he slept. It was deep and dreamless and for that was thankful. To often his dreams were wild and harsh and full of teeth and dark shadows. Survival instinct perhaps? Never to deeply asleep, ready to act at all times. True, blissfully unaware sleep was a gift and he would have kissed McCoy for it if he could.
As it was, when he woke, he did not act surprised to be in the surroundings he was in, though clearly he was taking stock of his situation however slowly. He was quiet for a long while as he came back to himself before turning his head to face himself.
"You know, I had really hoped you were a hallucination from something I ate or an infection fever."