He flinches and lets out a very not-hard-boiled yelp. While he could deal with a little pain, that caught him by surprise. He rubs the spot while he hopped back off the bed. "Thanks, Doc." He crouched to gather up his effects. He tipped his hat to McCoy before he put it back on. "Good luck with everyone else."

He'd find someplace less crowded than sickbay to put his vest back on in case anything got loose. And he had to find Philip.