The ship rocked slightly as Maxwell's weight pushed down on the side he came in, followed by the echoing clang of his metal boots on the floor. When the blue colored outline of Maxwell's enormous form peeked his head in the door he saw a slight look of disgust on his face. LeeRoy would have smiled if he had the ability to, a bit squeemish despite his brutish nature. Duely noted. 

But then something unexpected happened. 

He apologized.

'What.'

[i]We're done with that.[/i]

'Oh.'

He did apologize though, not about the punch to the face. LeeRoy didn't expect an apology for that. Maxwell apologized to him for striking his ship, which was alright by LeeRoy, as long as he didn't have to deal with another punch. "Yeah thure, I thupothe that we cout comm to an agweemen." The numbing agents plus his new voice are an incredibly unfortunate combination, it makes him sound like a drunkard with a heavy lisp. 

Reaching up he shook Maxwell's hand and used his arm as a lever to hoist himself back up to his feet. Flexing his jaw a bit he tried to get some of the feeling back into his tongue so he could speak properly. He did this as he walked up to the main console on the ship. At the console he pressed a few buttons and a shaky viewscreen popped up, he touched it and rerouted all power from the medical bay and emergency lights to the main lights and forward screens. "Ath it iss-" He paused for a moment, congratulating himself on the usage of the letter 's' with a numb tongue. "We'll about a hundred or tho milth fom anywell elth. I can get tha lannin' gear down if you go lift her up a bit." He paused again to clear his throat and turn around to Maxwell. "That thould help you drag her a bit, the wheelth should be functhunal."