And if this even begins to look like it could go southward we stop- and you let me, understand? [McCoy glowered at him before he closed his eyes and calmed himself in a way that would probably make Spock proud. It was strange, as much as the body confused him there was a distinct natural instinct that came with it, warring against his very human instincts. He had never seen a mind meld but his hand moved up, touching Jim- the Admiral's- face at certain points.] Do you understand?