'Basic', ( he mutters to himself. Basic. Rudimentary. That's fine if you're tending to the small stuff, but nothing about space travel is small. )

Don't worry, I'm not gonna make anyone cry, ( though, let's be real, anyone listening can definitely tell that's happened.

Very possibly more than once.

Tugging aside one of those innumerable white curtains, he reveals... an empty bed. And a nudge to Kirk's hip. )

Sit. I saw that wince, you're favoring your shoulder. Got any more advice for this place?