*walks into the medbay and sets a bottle of strawberry flavored melatonin on the bedside, dosnt even go to sit, just gets up on the cot and lays down beside you*
@ask-the-vent-dwelling-roach
*Reaching a tired hand to lightly pat your shoulder, he half-yawns behind his other hand. Exhausted, yet still not enough to sleep.*
Cheers Sandy, needed summat tae help. Believe me, th' infirmary's so busy ah cannae e'en think aboot sleep... Or... Well, actually, ah cannae think in general...
*He stifles another yawn before reaching for the melatonin, not even bothering to get a drink as he dry swallows two capsules.*
Dunnae ye worry, am gonnae be fine.









