Steve thanks Lurch for the makeshift weapon, appreciating its heft in his hand.
"I'm going with you captain, I want to make sure you can reach the radio, see if we can get some help."
As they reach the elevator, Steve speaks again, looking a bit uncomfortable. "But I'm not sure we can evacuate, Sir. This disease... I mean, the ship may need to be quarantined?"
That last comes out sounding more like a question than a statement. Steve just shrugs and looks down at his blood smeared clothing.