Tomiko hadn't even looked up when the voice had spoke up behind her, though the soft footfalls that had preceded it has sent her free hand drifting down to the combat knife at her side.  The rational part of her insisted that no one would attack a docked and unremarkable ship, especially one not yet carrying any cargo.  The part of the slim asian that had lived through the battle at the Vale of Tears preferred to be safe rather than sorry.<br/><br/>"Tommy." she said simply over her shoulder as she scooped up a few bottles of propoxin and slid them in their new and proper places "And I'm not a 'doc'.  I'm the ship's medic.  You get shot or stabbed, come to me.  You get a cold, go to your bunk, drink some soup and leave me the<em> huó shòuzuì</em>alone."<br/><br/>At Sven's announcement a true smile graced her face, a wry quirk of her full lips "Nothing wrong with protein pouches.  Keep you alive long enough for something else to end you, even if it's the taste."  frowning, she cocked her head to the side to the look at Larken "You one of the gun hands Captain's brought on?"