It's fine. I ain't had it for as long as you have. And when I don't show up for my shift, they'll come lookin'.

[ He waves a hand dismissively, not wanting to bother Jim with his concern. Really, it's Bones' job as a doctor to make sure his patient survives. That's his focus here. It's definitely not about Jim or this strange ship dream. ]

That's a whole load of hogwash if I ever heard it, but whatever you say, cap.

[ Bones would give him a faux salute, but they're already moving back down the halls to try and redirect the power to the "thrusters," or whatever. Finding a room called engineering can't be that hard, right? He's keeping up with Jim fine, though the screaming people are hard to ignore, Bones keeps his eyes on the prize. ]

Founders' flaming tits, did they have to make this ship so damn big?!