Yeah. [ He feels mostly fine. A little winded, maybe, but it's nothing he can't shake off given the chance. Talking seems to help, and Steve looks at her a bit closely, trying to gauge whether or not he recognizes her. (He doesn't, but there are so many faces aboard the Moira now that it's impossible to keep them all straight sometimes.) He smiles slightly. ] I can't speak for the ship, but I'm good.
[ There's only a small dent in the metal frame of the wall. Nothing to worry about. ]
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[ There's only a small dent in the metal frame of the wall. Nothing to worry about. ]