"Bit military, of sorts." Starfleet wasn't entirely a military operation, focused mainly on scientific exploration and diplomacy. But there was certainly also a military aspect. And the past few years had shown that in spades. But he certainly was no MACO. "I've had training. Know my way around weapons, inside and out. As you may have noticed," he added with a smirk.

Malcolm rubbed at his eyes and sat up. They seemed fine now, but they'd seemed fine earlier as well. "We ought to patch up that arm of yours," he said, grabbing his first aid kit.