[ Oh, he noticed that, huh. Well, he should have expected no less from Spock. ]
Or your quarters, [ He amends, an eyebrow raised. ] But I'd like you to stay here just for the night, so I can monitor your condition closely. Then I'll move you to your room myself.
[ It's a compromise. Hopefully Spock will recognize it as such, and accept the offer without argument. ]
[ Spock does see it as a compromise. He also nearly argues it and would do so on a good day, but... this isn't a particularly good day. He feels pretty rough and the thought of moving from this biobed, even to the sanctuary of his quarters, sounds like an annoyingly arduous journey.
So, after about half a beat of staring, his shoulders relax as his relents. ]
Very well. While I do consider the overnight stay unnecessary, I will accept those terms.
[ Right, because he's totally fit as a fiddle. He just chooses to not argue with it. Yep. ]
All the same, you need not lose rest on my account, Doctor.
Oh, knock that crap, you big Vulcan drama queen. You couldn't even stand on your own two feet right now if you tried, let alone walk back to your quarters.
[ He has made sure of that, with that concoction of medication that's sure to knock Spock out sooner rather than later. ]
And don't worry, I ain't losin' any of my rest just for your sake. I do have other patients, you know.
[ So you see, if he loses any sleep, it won't be because of Spock. Don't flatter yourself, buddy!! ]
[ Wow, WOW, sabotage now, McCoy? Wow wow wow. Not that Spock is really putting two and two together much, especially not enough to get faux-offended about being medicated while ill. ]
Of course, Doctor.
[ Said drier than a martini. ]
I will endeavor to not keep you any longer, then. Perhaps if I am momentarily forgotten in favor of more critical patients than I, you will realize that my staying for longer than necessary is illogical at best.
[ Is he surly because of the brush off or because he can't go home?
... It's the second one. A little of the first, though! ]
[ Leonard shoots Spock a flat stare, lips pressed to a thin line. ]
Fat chance that I'll just forget about you, Spock. But if you do recover more quickly, we will reassess your situation. Despite what you might think, I don't like keeping you here for any longer than I have to.
no subject
... Wait, did McCoy say from here? Does he mean this point in time or- Spock glances around the medbay. ]
While I do support the idea of protecting yourself and the crew against this pathogen, I am curious if whether or not I am being held for observation.
[ Because now that he's thinking about it, this whole conversation seems to be leaning towards that idea. ]
that's only because the mun got confused/distracted BUT!! gonna roll with it
Or your quarters, [ He amends, an eyebrow raised. ] But I'd like you to stay here just for the night, so I can monitor your condition closely. Then I'll move you to your room myself.
[ It's a compromise. Hopefully Spock will recognize it as such, and accept the offer without argument. ]
oh WHOOPS
So, after about half a beat of staring, his shoulders relax as his relents. ]
Very well. While I do consider the overnight stay unnecessary, I will accept those terms.
[ Right, because he's totally fit as a fiddle. He just chooses to not argue with it. Yep. ]
All the same, you need not lose rest on my account, Doctor.
no subject
[ He has made sure of that, with that concoction of medication that's sure to knock Spock out sooner rather than later. ]
And don't worry, I ain't losin' any of my rest just for your sake. I do have other patients, you know.
[ So you see, if he loses any sleep, it won't be because of Spock. Don't flatter yourself, buddy!! ]
no subject
Of course, Doctor.
[ Said drier than a martini. ]
I will endeavor to not keep you any longer, then. Perhaps if I am momentarily forgotten in favor of more critical patients than I, you will realize that my staying for longer than necessary is illogical at best.
[ Is he surly because of the brush off or because he can't go home?
... It's the second one. A little of the first, though! ]
no subject
Fat chance that I'll just forget about you, Spock. But if you do recover more quickly, we will reassess your situation. Despite what you might think, I don't like keeping you here for any longer than I have to.