It was McCoy's turn to blink, "Loved someone I shouldn't? Oh sure. Plentya times. I mean, maybe not someone quite like your boy, but people I shouldn't fall for? Oh yeah. Definitely."

Even in the city, he'd managed that, to a very small extent. Painful. Stupid of him, but it happened. He stroked fingers through Obi-Wan's beard absently, just combing the coarse hair as he stared into the man's eyes. It wasn't meant to be anything, but it was probably a little more intimate than he ought to be, "I'm no angel, an I make mistakes alla time. Not with my patients, but with people? Ya paid any attention ta those awful things the city posts every month? I'm nowhere near gettin quota the way the city prefers. They been on me for a long time now."