Kirk rolled his eyes. "Phaser," he corrected. Yes, he had it on him -- he made a point to keep it on him whenever he left astrometrics, just in case (one could never tell what was going to happen next in this blasted city) -- but it didn't mean he was going to allow Parker to use Federation technology to stun a man whose truck she was stealing.
A truck he was currently sitting in. He was an accomplice. Oh, this kept getting better and better, but it was that honest curiosity, that need to know if she was telling the truth or simply full of shit, that prevented him from pulling the weapon on her and demanding she turn around.
"Tricorder," he corrected again and leaned forward as he reached around and pulled it from his back pocket. It was Seven's tricorder, 24th Century technology. He was still working on constructing one of his own. Nice little side project that had been giving him something different to do.