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“I mean I have been here since we got yer radiation levels down t’a respectable amount but I s‘pose I don’t have anywhere better to be,” McCoy let his hand drop from the door jam. As he stepped back, the door whooshed shut. He could get some coffee later. Having Jim awake and talking was a damn miracle. That fancy augmented blood of Khan’s had done wonders. As much as Bones sounded like everything was just fine and dandy, he was definitely keeping how much seeing Jim dead on a slab had really taken its toll. He really hadn’t left. Didn’t have any intentions of doing so either unless he had to. The doctor let himself drop back in the chair at Kirk’s bedside and readjusted the white pants at the knees. “Can you believe these are the uniforms down here? I look like a damn marshmallow.”