She looked at Scotty. "Not sure I ever told you it," Spottacus grinned. "I'm Ensign Meira Spottacus."

She held up her wrist. "Almost completely healed. Still twinges a bit if I bump it but it's fine."

She glanced over at Harold. She felt bad for breaking down when she was supposed to be helping him. "Sorry about earlier, Harold. I shouldn't have dumped all that on you."