It had been a fuckin' bad morning for the Doctor... two crew members had come down with some stomach ague and had been feverish, and no amount of bleeding had lessened their symptoms. The swill that had been served for breakfast made his own stomach churn. And now, the captain had him marching through some godforsaken jungle to treat some refuse he'd found. Fucking great...

At least there was a few people with them - crew members of lesser status to clear the path for the captain and himself. Having some skills accorded him some rights on that shabby little boat.