"Captain, eh? Aren't you a flatterer," John teased in return as he walked around the console, tickling his hand along the controls in a flirtatious manner but not pressing a thing. With a frown, he tried to form a place he wanted to be or an area he'd like to go but his head felt a little weird. Looking down at the controls, John pulled back a little with a look of disgust.

"Doctor, do you ever clean this thing? Not that I'm that pedantic but seriously," John complained, gesturing to the blood that was on the console... though it was fresh. Why was there fresh blood on the console? He looked up at the Doctor, clearly unaware that the blood was dripping from his nose. Well, not until a drop fell from him and onto the console again. With a frown, he raised his hand, wiping it away. "Huh. Well. Shit, nose bleed."

Those were always such a pain in the ass. "Sorry, this happens sometimes. Humans, we're not the best made products."