"Among other things." McCoy, eyebrow raised, glanced sideways to where Jim was leaning on his shoulder, but didn't move away. Nor did he step out of the circle of his (her?) arm - rather, he leant into it ever so slightly as he focused again on the tricorder's readings, glancing up when Spock spoke. "You're telling me it was 'objectionable'. Combined with the fact that neither of you can stay out of trouble for longer than half an hour at a time, I was starting to worry."

Rather, he had been worrying from the minute all this started, but...well, no need to say that out loud.