DeVirgo pulled up a chair and sat down - close enough that he and Stoat could talk, not close enough that Stoat could get to him quickly.
"Whole lot of medical mumbo-jumbo involved in your case, Stoat. And a lot of scientific crap thrown in just for good measure. You know you were found, in space, and unconscious, after having had an encounter with both a Nomad AND a member of the Wilde."
Stoat shifted in bed nervously. "Ye... yeah, I know." His eyes grew wide as the implications of that sunk in.
"Well, no need to be unnecessarily cruel to you, so let's get this straight right now. You're not infected. Yet."
(11-21-2013, 12:53 PM)Jihadjoe Wrote: Oh god... The end of days... Agmen agreed with me.
