[ Naming them hurts, Chekov. It's a selfish thing, true, but he knows their names. He penned the messages personally back to their families to tell them of their losses, after all. He wasn't the sort of man to leave that to a template or a subordinate. And then, of course, the funerals. ]
You're pretty much the best thing I've seen since waking up.
[ He gave him a tight little smile. ]
Not to sound selfish, but I'm glad that I'm not the only one here.
[ It was always easier to tackle these sorts of things when he had one of his own by his side. They always brought out his best. ]