When the microwaves goes off, he prepares a heaping bowl for Jim, sliding it towards him with the spoon ready. He's grateful he'd brought the food, even if it'd been for a completely different reason. "No, it's not like that," he says, though he isn't sure he has a better name for it.

"Separated? I guess?" He isn't sure what to make of it, because it's not like if Spock came back, he'd remember, would he? Jim doesn't remember, here, which is both good and bad for McCoy, who had been burgeoning on something else with his Jim and yeah, it had hurt a bit to come here, but he understands how it has to be.

"You could stay married in spirit and stay devoted to him," he points out. "It's up to you."