Nobody forced me, Doc. You think this is the worst mission I've been on playing bodyguard?

[ She quirks a small smile, thinking back to the many, many trainwreck away missions she and the Captain have already racked up. Many of which might've been just a little bit fudged in the final log.

She wrinkles her nose when he jabs at her, though, pulling a frown. ]

Only 'cause you stuck me in an old lady sweater. Jerk.

[ She chuckles, though, sucking in a slow breath to test the pressure of the wrap he's bound around her ribs. Not horribly uncomfortable, all things considered. She settles back against the wall again, waving a hand to dismiss the pillow. ]

I'm plenty comfortable, now will you clean your own scrapes up already? You're an eyesore, all dirty and bloody like that.