McCoy takes a careful look at Jim, eyeing whether his eyes are bloodshot, his skin is clammy, and any other signs of distress that might indicate some kind of illness. Hell, maybe it's nothing more than a cold, but Jim's never stopped before, not even at the sign of death, so this is one hell of a puzzle for him to figure out. He's been unpacking the soup (not made, but bought) and puts it in the fridge, which looks strange too, in a way he can't put his finger on yet.

"Haven't seen you in a while," he says. "Normally, you're hiding around most corners trying to give me a heart attack, but it's been a while without you now." And he's worried, but saying that might make Jim think he cares or something. "Big project or something?"