Kirk thought he could very well ignore the stinging ache on his arm, like he usually would, but in this world it probably wasn't a good idea to let it go. Mostly, he didn't think he deserved much attention when others had done most of the fighting. If he was to be taken care of, he wanted to make himself last, his instincts as a captain still strong even six months off his ship on this most unexpected of shore leaves.

He made his way to Adelaide, coughing softly to get her attention. "If you've gotten a moment, could you take a look at something?" he asked her, rolling up his sleeve.