[ No one can be blamed for thinking Jonathan in particular looks a little odd. There's a very thin, reddish tinge outside his irises, and his skin, every moment without fresh blood, is leeched of colour. The people at Pembroke hadn't much to say about it, assuming their night surgeon didn't sleep as much as he should. But out here, he's just on this side of looking infected with something. ]
None at all here, I assure you.
[ Now if he needed it, he would. He just doesn't, anymore, except to sleep through the day because that's more convenient. ]
I am from Earth. London, England, in fact. Dr. Jonathan Reid. I'm a physician.
[ So he'll be useful out here, when they get the hostages. ]
no subject
None at all here, I assure you.
[ Now if he needed it, he would. He just doesn't, anymore, except to sleep through the day because that's more convenient. ]
I am from Earth. London, England, in fact. Dr. Jonathan Reid. I'm a physician.
[ So he'll be useful out here, when they get the hostages. ]