The hand that heals

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At first John tried to help with the coordination of unloading process despite most of equipment being a complete enigma to him both by appearance and by name. He soon abandoned the efforts when one of workers mentioned that giving instructions to place boxes with notice "Warning: heavy" on top of those that say "Warning: fragile" is not the brightest idea.

That left him with little to do for the while, so he eagerly went to meet Mr. Cabulb as soon as the latter made himself known.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Cabulb. You too, miss," John nodded to Felix and his assistant, fixing his look on Ashley for slightly longer than normally appropriate.

John then took the pad Ashley handed to him. He recognized and understood only a little part of it, but he did not let it show as he skimmed through the list with expert-like expression and handed it back, "All right, keep your poke-sticks. Unpowered weapons also do not concern me. Just do not wave either around, people are tired everywhere and can get nervous"

Dr. Whitesun and Dr. Maxwell had just joined them, so John turned and greeted the head of ExoGeni.

He listened to what both men had to say, nodding from time to time as he found there is little he can add to that conversation.

"By the way, since there most likely is a need of extra space, Jennet gave orders to prepare a couple of empty cabins near makeshift hospital. If any of you need one or a few, either as an office of sorts, or just as a rest room, make it known to anyone of officer staff or me personally, they will arrange a room and help with all the necessary equipment.

Also, I believe Andrew should have posted the plans of both liners on local network by now, so if you find yourselves lost, just look it up on root directory. Don't worry about authorization, he accidentally disabled it as well, by old habit, I guess."

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