(Meant to do this earlier but forgot!)
Ratchet knocked on Roz's quarters. Her had news for her, after he told First Aid and Wrangle, who were talking to each other right now.
"Roz? You in there?"
The sparkling was acting up… Fair enough, Roz resolved… They were both dealing with an environment that…originally was not meant for this. She was leaned against the wall, gently gripping her torso.
It hurt…
She jolted upright at the knock, panicking slightly when she recognized the voice. Ohhh, she doesn’t want him to see her like this…
“Yes…! O-One moment, sir…!” Come on, kid… Settle down… She took a moment, letting the pain subside until she could stand again. “Come in…!”









