"I wasn't looking for anything, that's why," he grumbles. If he were actually searching for something, he certainly would look like he was trying for god's sake.
This girl's eagerness to help out reminded him of the over-enthusiastic Ensigns he's burdened with back on the Enterprise. McCoy usually has plenty for them to do around med bay, but if he didn't he'd just bark at them, tell them to take their energy elsewhere, preferably with Scotty down in Engineering. He's always got something to do. And if the man's got time to be teaching Ensign Chekov how to repair the warp core, he might as well teach a seminar to the rest of them. He's certainly got the better temper for it, in comparison to the CMO.
Long story short, overeager people are one of the many banes of McCoy's existence. So he'd just as well let the young lady know about that now before she could get any bright ideas about helping him find something he hasn't lost. (He's been searching for his patience for a long time, you might as well chalk that up as a lost cause.)
"Look, I appreciate the help." He always hates forcing politeness, but sometimes he has no choice. "But maybe you should see to finding yourself some decent clothes before trying to do anything else. You don't want to go wandering around the city dressed like that, do ya?"
Because hospital-issue pajamas are not proper public attire as far as McCoy is concerned, especially not for young ladies like her.
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This girl's eagerness to help out reminded him of the over-enthusiastic Ensigns he's burdened with back on the Enterprise. McCoy usually has plenty for them to do around med bay, but if he didn't he'd just bark at them, tell them to take their energy elsewhere, preferably with Scotty down in Engineering. He's always got something to do. And if the man's got time to be teaching Ensign Chekov how to repair the warp core, he might as well teach a seminar to the rest of them. He's certainly got the better temper for it, in comparison to the CMO.
Long story short, overeager people are one of the many banes of McCoy's existence. So he'd just as well let the young lady know about that now before she could get any bright ideas about helping him find something he hasn't lost. (He's been searching for his patience for a long time, you might as well chalk that up as a lost cause.)
"Look, I appreciate the help." He always hates forcing politeness, but sometimes he has no choice. "But maybe you should see to finding yourself some decent clothes before trying to do anything else. You don't want to go wandering around the city dressed like that, do ya?"
Because hospital-issue pajamas are not proper public attire as far as McCoy is concerned, especially not for young ladies like her.