smartass_captain: (Facing away)

[personal profile] smartass_captain 2025-07-20 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
Well, maybe you're better'n....these two. Then. Acting like I'm...hhh. Like I'm. Like I need a babysitter.

[Maybe? Though it's not 'better' necessarily. Most compatible with, perhaps. The soft fingers in his hair combined with the pain medication leave Jim feeling like he's floating a little. Foggy. But he has a Thought yet, one he's barely keeping a grasp on. Trying to get out.

Jim makes a vague noise of complaint at first. Because he knows Spock is being reasonable, but it's so hard to find words the more the hypo tries to pull him down into resting so his body can heal.]


Not. No--not at all. Don't want to send partial...

[Goddammit. This is so hard.]

This isn't stable and it's not reliable. I don't...want....you to get...t..to get hhhhhhh and it be old. Or. Or incomplete? I-i. Sorry. It's. I....

[He reaches out for Spock where he's laying but even this is sluggish. It's so important to tell Spock, but everything is soft around the edges. He makes another noise of effort but stays trailed off.]