He traced his thumb across the back of her hand as she laced their fingers together and he looked down at his feet. "Well it's not like there's anything I can do about it! When another officer is sick and I'm the only one qualified to replace him on a shift, I have no choice. M'Benga's getting better. He's taking his first shift tomorrow which means I actually have the day off! We have the next..." he paused to glance at his watch. "...thirty-two hours at our disposal and you can talk to me about whatever you want. You know my schedule isn't usually this intensive. It will go back to normal!" McCoy tightened his grip on her hand a little. "I miss you, too, you know. I don't like not seeing you every day, it screws up my inner clock." It wasn't that he didn't have the same feelings Nyota had, he was just trying to be positive about it rather than dwelling on how rough it was.