Tycho had been around plenty enough pilots who wanted to pretend like they were fine and fit for duty when they weren't to know a deflection when he saw one. "It's clearly hurting you," he pointed out softly. "We should probably take you to get that looked at."

With the hand he wasn't holding out to Gwen, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his omnicom, looking for the map of the ship. He had done a cursory memorization of the layout already, but it didn't hurt to double check. "Looks like we have to go down to level one," Tycho notes. "Lucky we don't have to walk far, since that ... hub-thing will take us there." He smiled winningly down at Gwen as he slid the omnicom back in his pocket.