[ he did! unfortunately it wasn't like, a lot, because there was a line for the thing. he's at least back in his own clothes instead of the dress (rip), and the cuts on his face and hands aren't bleeding anymore. there's a set of crutches leaning against the wall next to his seat.
his eyes are still very red when he looks up, and he's a little dazed. ]
[ oof. i love when we all get super beat up and then there’s a line for the healing pods if we have them. we always go harder when there’s a healing pod. ]
You look like you need another round in the medbay, when there’s some space for it. [ just say it like it is, shu. ]
[ sighs, which then turns into some pretty rough coughing for a moment. he covers his mouth and pauses for a few seconds afterward before speaking again. ]
They really should have more than two for a crew this big. Stupid.
Well, these extra missions are a little more than transport and delivery, as it turns out. So if they're going to bring four people on them, they should at least have four pods in case something goes wrong.
[ he doesn't look especially eager to answer that, and crosses his arms, looking off to the side. ]
We were supposed to infiltrate this fancy event and retrieve some item from it. Underestimated what violent assholes the plants were going to be, unfortunately.
[ unfortunately i forgot to specifically give him a black eye on cyoa but i'll make it happen again one of these days when he pisses off the wrong person
shakes his head... ]
Mm, the plants killed most of them too.
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That was one of their favorite things to do, though. The event was like, if the Met Gala livestreamed mass executions.