Kirk's gaze turned into a cold, steely glare, "Don't you lecture me, mister. Our choice of actions is limited. We cannot take apart Stacy without crippling this ship or losing lives. Lives that, you're quite correct, I am not prepared to sacrifice for little or no gain. We've already lost people simply wresting control of this ship back from the pirates who'd hijacked it. We lost several thousand people who were in podsleep when they released a biological weapon into the lower decks. We have been taking action and we are doing the best we can with what we have. I know you're angry, I know you're confused, but by God, I will not allow you to lecture me or anyone else on this command crew about what we have or have not done. You may feel perfectly fine wasting lives, but we are not."

He folded his arms, keeping his eyes locked on Dustin, "Now, you can either accept that we're the ones in charge at the moment or you can work by yourself - but the moment you threaten a crew member or the safety of the crew, I will have you thrown in the brig! Do I make myself clear Mister Dustin?"