His eyes tracked Kirk's hand as it inched toward him. Gross motor skills slow, but functioning. He leaned in closer, so Kirk wouldn't have to reach so far, and after a moment of watching those fingers grasp and curl- ...fine motor skills weak, possible nerve damage... - he slid his hand under Kirk's, letting it rest gently in his own.

Looking up, he caught Kirk's eyes, burning bright and blue despite the fog of medication, the patterns on his face making them that much more intense. His other hand reached out to touch Kirk's cheek. Dermal reconstruction looks complete, epidermis appears intact, dermal layer underneath regaining its elasticity. Ink deposits appear to reach the subcutaneous tissues, going to require significant cellular regeneration to remove it all...

"Are you hurting anywhere?" he asked, hand moving to touch Kirk's hair gently as he leaned in, almost sitting on the biobed. "We've had you medically sedated since you arrived but we've been easing up on it for a few hours now."