Don't worry, your concern about my well-being is inspiring a lot of confidence in you.

[ He fixes Jason with a small, lop-sided grin as he says this, previous animosity having all but evaporated. To be honest, he doesn't even need the other man to many any attempt to patch him up. Even without the handy healing factor, it's not a particularly grievous injury. Scott had just forced himself inside out of irritation, but the fact that Jason's humouring him says a lot.

Smells like someone's got a heart of gold underneath that gruff exterior.

Scott takes a seat anyway. ]

But I meant ship maintenance. Do you know anything about motorbikes?