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[imaginary_wife]

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[After the battle and the damage has been done, Doc Yewll decides to give an all clear for the Med Bay. And address the damn weird problem happening.]

If you need medical treatment, come to the Med Bay as soon as you can.

Not sure how to take care of this glass problem yet. [Yet. Surely there's some record of this, somewhere.] We have some coverings we can use for it, though. I'd already been using force-fields for some of our artificial limbs, so if you need that, I can create some for you that would protect whatever fine crystal you got stuck with. I can also try to create some synthetic skin that's coated on the inside, but you'll have to be pretty damn careful with it.

[She's not even being catty this time, but she probably had a hell of a "windex" rant already, yelled at some inanimate objects converted to glass as if that would help anything.]

I promise we'll be looking into it. This is what I can give you for now.

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[imaginary_wife]

[Hell if she cares, she's not the most polite lizard woman. In fact when he comes in, she pats a table.]

Come on, Sport. Hop up here and we'll make sure washing your hands doesn't make you sound like you're playing a glass harmonica.

[thumbsdown]

[He does as he's told, though he still seems put off by this whole situation. He can't imagine anyone on the ship is all that happy right now, though.]

Many people dealing with this?

[He holds up his hands briefly, as if she needed to know what he was talking about.]

[imaginary_wife]

Glass necks. Glass arms. Glass skin. Glass face. Whole body. Yeah, we got plenty. Because a bunch of assholes didn't know how to focus on rebuilding their damn culture from the survivors.

[She sounds especially pissed about that. But she takes time seeing if there's been any damage she needs to reinforce.]

What have you done with them so far?

[thumbsdown]

...Whole body?

[That's... yeah. Screw that.]

Helped clear the cargo bay. Tried to be careful, though.

[Whether he was careful enough, it's hard to say. He can't feel things as well with his hands right now, so he might have been a little clumsier than he intended.]

[imaginary_wife]

Well... looks like you're alright. At least for now. [She puts straps around his forearms that look like watches, and when she turns them on a shimmer runs across his skin. A covering that goes all the way down over his fingers.]

The battery will last about three weeks. It's not perfect, though. You'll still have to keep from heavy impacts. Don't go punching anything or slamming your hands in doors.

But it should let you handle normal things.

[thumbsdown]

Thanks.

[He flexes his hands again. It still looks and feels strange, but as long as his hands aren't going to break on anything he can deal with it.]

Don't make a habit of doing either of those things, so I guess it'll be fine.