And the wall of death is lowered in Times Square

"Boy, you really do treat this ship like she's a living thing."

"Haven't I always?"

There was an odd mix of pride and affront in Scotty's voice just then, like he couldn't decide if he was bemused himself about the whole thing.

"We all need caretakers," Bones said slowly. "We're all...connected."

"That we are. And it does do me good to know that whatever I'm fixin' down here, you're doin' the same and better up in your medbay."

"And if the ship dies?"

The engineer sighed.

"Someday, she will. But it'll be in her own time. I swear it."