The doctor is clearly trying his best to defuse the situation - non-threatening posture, a steady voice - and it rankles, bristling under skin. He's not some mindless beast to be tamed by a friendly hand and a soft voice - say what you like about him being a cornered animal, but if there's one thing that Khan knows, it's that he's better.

"Given the fact that the Enterprise was a smoking wreck not an hour ago, I find that I don't believe you."

He shakes the ensign briefly, in emphasis, and the man twists to strike him - brave, but stupid. Khan is fast, far faster than a human, and all it takes to render the crew member unconscious is a swift blow to the temple.

He allows the man to slump to the ground, but keeps one hand fisted in the collar of his uniform. When his gaze raises back to Julian's, it's very nearly predatory.

"Now. Where am I?"