"...Dammit, Spock." Whispered quietly in the darkness of the quarters. His head wouldn't let him keep it bright. "I... I don't want to court martial you. I fucking picked you to be my first officer because I thought you were stronger then this. I just..."

His eyes closed, but then he stepped up to Spock, their eyes only inches away. "I just knew we could do this together. But not if you're disobeying my orders and turning yourself inside out for whatever reason!" Those eyes blazed blue despite exhaustion, filled with a worry he couldn't suppress and an anger he didn't have to.