Billy's relief was obvious. He ran through his mental checks, and they largely came up satisfactory...but there was one issue. His shoulder twinged a little.
"Minor strain, but that can be fixed easily enough. We have a medical bay---you did, right?"
"Uh..." They hadn't needed any kind of real medical attention since finding the coins, and they hadn't done any exploration of the ship beyond the zords, the command room, and the pit.
"Maybe? I mean, it's a big ship. There must be one somewhere, right?"
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"Minor strain, but that can be fixed easily enough. We have a medical bay---you did, right?"
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"Maybe? I mean, it's a big ship. There must be one somewhere, right?"