( Careful not to dislodge the contents of his lap, he sticks his other hand between the bars, lightly palpating beneath her ears and down either side of her neck with the careful, pressing sweep of those cool fingers.
His eyes narrow. )
...your lymph nodes are a little swollen, too.
( Thoughts of raging at the Captain go quashed. If there's one thing these sailors seemed to mistrust more than women, it's the ill and infirm. Arguing for her release will likely garner the opposite results. McCoy goes back for the washcloth, the water tepid now, and gives it several flicks aside between his fingers, cooling it further in the musty air before he offers it again. )
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His eyes narrow. )
...your lymph nodes are a little swollen, too.
( Thoughts of raging at the Captain go quashed. If there's one thing these sailors seemed to mistrust more than women, it's the ill and infirm. Arguing for her release will likely garner the opposite results. McCoy goes back for the washcloth, the water tepid now, and gives it several flicks aside between his fingers, cooling it further in the musty air before he offers it again. )
We need to get you cooled down.