In the few minutes Leonard had been involved in this unique situation, once it became a reality, a few idea, configurations danced in his head, but none of them had involved that. Trust Kirk to have envisioned that, he mused to himself, the hand wrapped around Nyota sliding off her to stroke Kirk's arm softly.

Unsure of his own voice right now, Bones just looked at Spock, as if he hadn't heard it. After a moment, he slowly nodded, his own mouth forming a small smile. Not a smirk or a leer, but something more genuine, warmer, maybe the first real smile he'd ever offered the Vulcan. Yeah, he could do that.