Holy shit guys, sorry this took so long! I went sailing for 7 weeks and this one prompt had me stuck... Yeah, sorry. I'll try to finish the rest within the next two weeks. Sorry!
"Enter." Jim's voice carried through the comm, the door opening to allow Spock to enter before closing behind him. Eye's immediately finding the Captain Spock's own widen imperceptibly at the sight of Jim lounging in his chair in his command gold, nose buried inside of a hardcover book and silver rimmed glasses sitting on the tip of his nose.
"Captain, may I ascertain as to why you have such an optical tool?" Spock asked, his head tilted in slight curiousity.
"I'm allergic to the drugs needed for the surgery and Bones says if at least use these I won't stress my eyes and make them worse. I usually only use them when I'm reading books, I don't want people to see me in them usually." Jim answered, holding up the ancient book as an example.
"Highly illogical Captain. They suit you quite well." Spock answered before turning on his heel and leaving, forgetting to address the issue he had originally entered for.