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So I hear tell. All these misadventures and not even a good hangover to show for it. Don't suppose my bits were put in storage?

I've got what you left behind.
Boxed up when you'd gone.

You're a right saint, Mr. Sulu. I'll pop by for them, then.

I try, Mr. Scott.
I can stow them in Engineering, if that's easier for you.
I'm not much in my room.

Brilliant. I'm not much for being out of engineering.

I figured.
I'll be down as soon as I can.