They're 'discussing' your punishment. [Bones snorts as he rifles through the kit.] Meaning the mob is gathering and simmering over a god damned load of crock. The whole lot of them don't understand a thing about authority and how it's used and needed on a ship. This vigilante, 'democratic' justice is asking for trouble- on a prison ship at that.

It doesn't help that the two people on your side are your crew so they won't listen to a thing we say. [He returns with two pills in hand, standing over Kirk with a raised brow.] Sit up and take these if you think you can stomach them.