"I'm so sorry," he sneered, glancing over at her for a brief moment. "O' course you're the only one inconvenienced in any way by this. I certainly didn't have any plans." He ignored her comment about the Orion; for one thing, what he did in his own time was his own damn business, and for another, if he could keep up the illusion that he was under the Orion's influence, it gave him an edge he might not have otherwise had. Let Uhura think whatever she wanted, as long as the idea was there.

He resumed his study of the opposite wall, looking for all the world like he was perfectly relaxed, like this hadn't really ruined any plans he might have had. Uhura was deliberately trying to provoke him, but she was being unusually heavy-handed about it, and he wanted to know why. "An' where was it you needed tae be so badly, then?" he asked off-hand, shifting his attention to picking at a stray thread in the sleeve of his uniform.