[ Ava is subdued in the way she talks, but she immediately starts to look Deacon over. Her medical knowledge is severely limited but her work in the Med Bay has allowed her to study, if nothing else. She doesn't have bandages but can find some on the Caducan ship...but she doesn't want to leave him alone.
Quietly, she mutters: ]
I feel like shit.
[ It's the closest thing she can say to give an indication that she's in a bad way. Her body feels jittery, like she's had twenty shots of pure espresso in her veins. She stands, going to the other bodies to look for anything of use. There are no medical supplies among the bodies, though she finds enough weapons. She returns to Deacon with a somewhat unsteady gait. ]
Your shoulder looks bad. We should get you to the Med Bay...or I can find something to stop the bleeding until I can get you back to the Moira.
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[ Ava is subdued in the way she talks, but she immediately starts to look Deacon over. Her medical knowledge is severely limited but her work in the Med Bay has allowed her to study, if nothing else. She doesn't have bandages but can find some on the Caducan ship...but she doesn't want to leave him alone.
Quietly, she mutters: ]
I feel like shit.
[ It's the closest thing she can say to give an indication that she's in a bad way. Her body feels jittery, like she's had twenty shots of pure espresso in her veins. She stands, going to the other bodies to look for anything of use. There are no medical supplies among the bodies, though she finds enough weapons. She returns to Deacon with a somewhat unsteady gait. ]
Your shoulder looks bad. We should get you to the Med Bay...or I can find something to stop the bleeding until I can get you back to the Moira.