McCoy was not surprised by how official the half-Vulcan was in his reply to him. Although it did vex him to hear it. Just a little.

"Diplomatic as ever, I see." McCoy replied with a roll of his eyes as he crossed his arms across his chest. "I've been in Taxon for about ten days now."

And had gotten into plenty of fights in this short duration, apparently. One with his Captain regarding information his best friend had kept from him in the three years he had known him and another with the dreaded doppelganger. The latter of this disagreement was evident on his face. Never annoy someone with telekinesis or they slice your cheekbones.

He sighed. "As for collecting useful information, I'll have to admit I have nothing yet... except for a rumour that Jim has contracted space syphilis during the three months he's been here."