Leonard was planted in the sickbay after some arrival came and crumbled on the ground like a goddamn crumpled paper doll. Honestly, what the hell did these arrivals do before they showed up? Clearly nothing good. This one was no exception.

He'd checked on the man while he was unconscious to check vitals and discover what race the man actually was. Human. He was actually human. And there was no weird anomalies recorded. Leonard was actually surprised. Clearly he'd been on this damn ship way too long. Then he left the man alone to sleep. God knew he didn't need to wake up to a doctor poking on him.

After a while, he returned to check on the man. It wasn't necessary - he just wanted to see if he was up yet. And he was. Hey, look at that. Leonard came in with his PADD and attempted to be cordial. He'd lost his patience with several new arrivals in the sickbay he didn't need another one pissed off at him. Especially one lying in the sickbay looking aged and irritated. Well, at least he was awake. It was a start.

"Good to see you're finally up," he said, sounding a bit clinical, but honest, "How're you feelin'?"