McCoy jumped a mile even at the slight nudge, PADD falling to the floor with a clatter. They must've been back. When did they get back? And why had anyone told him? It had certainly been a while since he'd felt that brush against his consciousness - far too long, in his opinion.

...and not only that, but everything else that came after it. Well. They were certainly amusing themselves, wherever they were, if it was transferring through to him like this (not that he was complaining. At all.).

Something felt...oddly different, though, but he couldn't quite place what it was and right now he wasn't particularly concerned about it - the only thing that mattered was that they were back, and he had to go and find them. Right now, preferably.