He glances at the rather curious device Harold is holding and then shakes his head. "No, I need a tricorder." Finally he finds one, though, probably used by Sulu to check on things and starting prying the case open along the seams with his fingernails. Manages to break one, curses softly under his breath, then goes back at it, glancing up at the woman. "I dinna know myself, ma'am." Then he pauses, eyeing her wrist, frowning. "Are ye a'right?"
[[OOC: For everyone's sake, I'm not typing out the heavier Doric-Scots. So, just assume that yes, his accent's heavier than the older TOS!Scotty's and he speaks faster.]]
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[[OOC: For everyone's sake, I'm not typing out the heavier Doric-Scots. So, just assume that yes, his accent's heavier than the older TOS!Scotty's and he speaks faster.]]