Koschei watched what was happening, realizing with a bit of red showing on his pale white skin as he realized that he had barged in on the captain having herself treated. He blushed a bit more when the two women began speaking of her breasts. He had seen her naked before, but it wasn't something that they talked about, or even planned. She had needs, as did he. There was nothing more to it. Seeing her naked, or even thinking on the subject in any other pretext immediately had him shoving the thoughts away, as they weren't proper. She was his captain, and had more than once proven that she deserved his utmost respect. And it wasn't respectful to think of her in that way.<br/><br/>So, when she spoke to him, he wasn't surprised to find himself looking away and nodding," Yer got't capt'n," He was unconsciously covering the blood that suddenly covered his face. He forced some control over his body, took a deep breath, and looked back to her, his jaw still clenching," I got yer back'n this one," He nodded, asserting his place as the soldier among this bunch of space dogs. He shook his head, and tossed up a lousy salute. He wondered if she needed him for anything else. When he realized that she didn't he took up the notes, and with a nod to the doctor, a tall, gaunt woman that seemed only to have much interest in her job, and in practically everybody except him. Maybe it was because she spent so much time patching him up, she thought he was too dangerous to be around for too long. He chuckled a bit at the thought, and retreated back to the hallway just outside of the captain's cabin.