I didn't say I was a good cook, Captain! I said I can cook, but only what's necessary on the road! Or... in space, I suppose!

[he taps his cheek a little] I think I'm more used to patrolling, though. Ah, but I'm... not in top condition at the moment. [he has to admit it, now, because if he accepted in this condition he would be endangering others. But when his ribs heal, he hopes he can help. Something familiar in a strange environment.] But I hope I can help when this passes.