Still had to learn about that whole touch-telepathy thing he really knew nothing about.

Kirk's body gave a full length jerk, a hand slamming against the wall to Spock's side so he didn't fall, as he was suddenly inundated by a rush of words and feelings. His eyes were wide for a long moment, trying to sort through the alien-not-unfamiliar addition of new information in his mind. He stared at Spock, the briefly open expression on the Vulcan's face.

For a moment, all he could do was stare, realizing what was going on. Spock knew he had done wrong. He... was hating himself for it?