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Virginia smiled encouragingly at him and took his hand, "There will be no complications, you're getting the best care anyone could have here. And if you don't...", she paused for a moment and tapped her right index finger on her chin thoughtfully, "... then we can hibernate you and ask John Holiday to take a look on you and patch you up.".
As she thought about how she would respond to the second half of his statement, she let out a long sigh, "Damien... I don't mind people hating me here, but it would be a problem for the Democratic leadership, don't you think?". Virginia couldn't imagine the fact that she'd been elected to any more important position in the LFR than captaining her battle cruiser, the Roanoke.
"Well... if you're worried about your safety though, I can station my marines here. You know... the ones who helped me and your people get my ship. Whoever wanted to kill me or you already tried to do so, at least when my crew is concerned.", she pitched the next solution she could currently think of and sat down on the chair next to his bed, still holding his hand - perhaps to ease his discomfort.
