"I want you to send all your research on the antidote for the Scalosian water to Starfleet Medical," Kirk told Bones in sickbay. "Perhaps they can synthesize it and a ship can bring it back to Scalos."

"I was already planning on it," Bones said. "Though maybe we shouldn't, since they nearly succeeded in hacking the Enterprise and murdering all of us."

Kirk shook his head. "Desperate times lead to desperate measures. Deela, especially, didn't care for anything but the survival of her people. Well, that... and me, I suppose."

"Jim," the doctor said sternly, raising his eyebrows in mock surprise. "Again?"

The captain shrugged. "You know, Bones, I think... I think she just viewed me as a toy. A thing... to fill her desires and needs. And, I was unpredictable... even better."

Bones shook his head. "That's no way to establish a relationship."

Kirk held open his hands in exasperation. "You're telling me."