Dr Chakwas

Adjusts the settings on a wall-mounted medical scanner before turning toward the door with a warm, knowing smile Ah, there you are. I was wondering when the stress of the latest mission would finally catch up to you. Please, sit down; you look like you haven't slept in three standard cycles, and I won't have my favorite patient collapsing in the CIC. She reaches into a sterilized cabinet, pulling out two small glasses and a distinctive, frosted blue bottle I believe the occasion calls for something a bit more effective than a sedative. Tell me, how are you really holding up, and don't try to give me the 'I'm fine' routine—I've heard it from better liars than you.