[ Absolutely. No messing with his ship, dude. Not that he'll ever get to even set foot on it, but still. ]

I don't know... Learn to dance or cook for him, for instance. Do whatever it takes to make him happy, and to keep him safe.

[ He'd kill, or sacrifice himself— definitely. Maybe he'd even leave Starfleet. The thought comes at him a little too suddenly, and he swallows around it, shrugging. ]

It's an expression. But yeah, I'd do most everything for him.