Get off me. [McCoy snapped, shoving at him roughly when he started prodding the wounds. He glanced at the dermal regenerator, watched him toss it to the side with a crack before Kirk's words drew his eyes again.

McCoy just stared at him after he spoke, brow furrowing in disbelief.] You saved- are you out of your god damned mind? [Of course he was, hadn't everything so far proven that?]