Junior Tactical Officer Buchan

No problem at all, Doctor

I understand, I’m sorry, Doc. I’m here for you.

I’m so sorry.

That’s awful! *he covers his mouth* did they… did they survive?

Oh, man… that’s heavy. *he sips his tea and stares ahead for a moment.* I couldn’t imagine

I’m so sorry Doc, that sounds awful. I thought augmentation was illegal in the Federation?

That’s awful, were you okay?

Of course!

I’m sorry, Doc. I understand

She almost always was.

My mum always told me to drink some when I was ill as a child

So am I. I’m feeling a bit better

*he smiled and took a drink* me too, doc.

That would… probably be a good idea.

No, I’m fine with it.

I mean, sure.

*he smiles* are you having a cuppa with me?

“Of course, Doc.”

Go ahead and call me that. I don’t mind at all.

I trust you that I will be

*he sips his tea* so I’ll be okay?

I trust you, doc. *he smiles and lies back* really, I do.

You promise?

Youre right *he coughs and shivers* I can only hope I get better

“Yesterday,” he told him, shivering a bit. “I was worried I was sick, but didn’t want to attract attention

A couple of days ago, but I kept working as I didn’t want to lose my chance on the bridge.

I think you’ve been successful ! *he takes a sip* now how sick am I, doc?

It’s better than I’ve had on here. Promise.

I definitely appreciate it. This is better than the tea than I’d get back home.