I believe I'm ready to leave the infirmary, Doctor.

[Private to Nero]

I need to speak with you.

[Private to Sam]

[FFFFF they will eventually bypass the awkward stage. Honest. I hope.] Are you well?

[Private to Severus]

I understand that you're likely still angry with me, but I would like to know how you've been faring.

[She sounds exhausted, voice strained as hell because emotional control is awesome but it'll only last so long with the Barge's fuckery.]

Severus. Enough. [A short pause, because this kind of hurts like hell.] Taking out your anger on others is illogical. [No she isn't having trouble speaking, really. Okay maybe a little.]

(((She's stuck int he infirmary on death toll, but her inmate's being a troll. :< Not private because fff that would take too much effort. Spam for anybody in the infirmary? Whatever's good. <3)))

Doctor McCoy, as the week is at its end, I expect there is no argument on your part against my returning to my quarters. Resting in sickbay is no different than resting there.

Severus, I trust you are fully recovered. I find myself curious about the pensieve.

[Private to Sam]

Are you well?


(((OOC: I'm assuming his dying was pretty quiet. She wouldn't be talking to him if she knew he went and killed himself. xp)))