[ Now's not exactly the time for him to be ogling, but Jim would be lying if he said he doesn't let a look linger for just a second or two longer. Call it curiosity, but at least he doesn't let it get awkward, and he doesn't let it hinder the progress he's making with the shirt.
Pulling it up Spock's arms is quick, and with that he tosses what's left of the shirt aside, looking over the injuries now as he pulls the bowl with water closer to him. Spock's got some nastier scrapes so he starts working on those, dabbing the cloth in the water before gently sweeping it over the marked skin, his other hand pressed around each wound for support. ]
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Pulling it up Spock's arms is quick, and with that he tosses what's left of the shirt aside, looking over the injuries now as he pulls the bowl with water closer to him. Spock's got some nastier scrapes so he starts working on those, dabbing the cloth in the water before gently sweeping it over the marked skin, his other hand pressed around each wound for support. ]
Just tell me if I hurt you.