Harlock looks very annoyed at the unasked for advice, and for a moment, he looks about to burst.<br/><br/>But he forces himself to calm down.  "My ability to command has nothing to do with my ability to stand... and the Inquisitor should know that.  But I'll take your advice as meant.  Just... make sure I don't actually die for real if you could?  Or suffer any further permanent side effects that you could prevent."  He heads off, taking the monorail to the bridge.