"Hey, what've I told you about no-win scenarios?" Jim doesn't even try to pull the car away from the curb just yet, he sits and listens to the purr of that old engine. "Whatever this is, we'll beat it. Because we're awesome, and that's the end of it."

Chekov's seen more than he has. More than Spock and Bones. Just how heavily did everything that had happened weigh on him? His expression tightens briefly, and he has to look away. Everybody's gotta grow up sometime, he's just sorry Chekov had to do it so fast, and under his command. That makes him responsible for it in a way he's not entirely happy about.

"Demands? Oh, you mean besides the whole 'here fight this bullshit war I can't manage on my own because I said so also here's some free digs for you to enjoy in the meantime'? Not much, no."