McCoy shot to his feet and caught Obi-Wan, a lot more sober than him apparently, "Whoa whoa! Careful. Careful . . ." He helped the man to the couch and patted Obi-Wan's shoulder once he was safely seated, "Just sit. I'll getcha some water an ya drink it while I make some sandwiches. No walkin yet."
He couldn't help the faint worry or the amusement but he doubted either would bother the man too much. He left and came back with water quickly before he went to work on the sandwiches. There was an urge to touch Obi-Wan but he checked it. The last thing he wanted to do was send more mixed signals. It didn't take long to slap some meat and lettuce between the bread slices he'd smeared with mayo and McCoy didn't bother with making things terribly pretty.
McCoy smiled as he brought over the plate and handed it to Obi-Wan, "Here. Eat as much as ya feel comfortable with but not if it makes ya feel ill. An drink the water." He sat down and started on his own sandwich, shaking his head with a smile, "Not exactly how I expected ta get a temporary roommate."
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He couldn't help the faint worry or the amusement but he doubted either would bother the man too much. He left and came back with water quickly before he went to work on the sandwiches. There was an urge to touch Obi-Wan but he checked it. The last thing he wanted to do was send more mixed signals. It didn't take long to slap some meat and lettuce between the bread slices he'd smeared with mayo and McCoy didn't bother with making things terribly pretty.
McCoy smiled as he brought over the plate and handed it to Obi-Wan, "Here. Eat as much as ya feel comfortable with but not if it makes ya feel ill. An drink the water." He sat down and started on his own sandwich, shaking his head with a smile, "Not exactly how I expected ta get a temporary roommate."