And there it is. Khan can read the doctor's concern, his fear. He knows what Khan is capable of, and want to spare his crew it. Noble, if futile. Khan could, and would, tear through this entire room in less time than it would take security to even get close.

It's fortunate, then, that the augment finds himself pausing, with eerie stillness, at Julian's plea. The rest of the bar seems not to have picked up on the tension between the two of them, indicating that they had either not heard, or didn't recognize, who he was. Curious, that this man should, then. Just how much had Starfleet made public?

Come to Sickbay. It was almost certainly a trap, a desperate attempt to lure him away from the crew around them - then, the man had been attempting to get him to the medical wing before Khan had ever revealed himself.

"Very well." The words came with a quiet growl - surprising even himself, though he hid it well. He'll give the doctor a chance - one chance.