<strong>Lieutenant Tosh inviting Ensign Vincent to stay a little longer</strong><br/><br/>He noticed the slight blush of Brady's cheeks which made the large man think it must have been something he said.  Tosh hadn't meant any double meaning behind any of his words though he could definitely see that it could be taken as such when looking back on it.  Had the handsome young ensign uttered his thoughts rather than keep them to himself, he might have been surprise by Tosh's answer, but formality, manners, and protocol kept either of them from showing anything more than surface interests.<br/><br/>"No, probably not.  You're better off on the McNair as the crew needs a well-working sickbay to make sure we're all up and in top shape.  I do enjoy a bit of shore leave myself though."  He said, reassuring the young ensign that his role was still vital to the ship's operation.<br/><br/>"Actually, my ship experience has been limited to one other.  The USS Olympus.  Before that, I was a combat trainer at the Academy for many years.  I've taught many men and women to be top soldiers and security personnel, but my sense of adventure finally got to me, I guess."  He said before taking the final bite of his stew.<br/><br/>"Would you like me to grab you another?  I'm just going to get more for myself."  Tosh asked, moving to stand while gesturing to Brady's empty bowl.