"Yeah, same room as back on the Enterprise. Damned surreal if you ask me." McCoy answered, walking down the hall. His room was only a few doors down from the Infirmary, both a good and bad thing in his book. He was glad Shego chose it rather than the pub, he figured she didn't want to be too social and he didn't either at the moment.

"Jim may stop by if he isn't there already. Never know with him." He warned, stopping at the door and punching in his clearance. Jim wasn't there, just the metal room, mostly barren besides a handful of personal touches from back home. He gestured for Shego to enter.