((The Wilde Estate))
::After materializing in the Wilde's sickbay, and becoming oriented again, (transporters always made her dizzy), Sarion made sure that Brice was comfortable and in good hands, before noticing that Walker was missing::
oO Hmm... I should go look for him Oo
::She headed out of sickbay and immediately heard voices down the hall. Unable to make out what they were saying, or who was speaking, she headed towards them to see if Walker was there. As she came upon Walker, surrounded by the Wilde family she considered turning back, but he looked so frazzled that she realized she had to help out. It wasn't until she had started to walk towards them that she remembered the blood on her hands. Wishing she would have remembered sooner, she quickly put her hands in her pockets.::
Walker: I'm hoping. Ah...Ms Matusr! I can't tell you how glad I am to see you. If you would be so kind to update the Wilde's on the situation, while I check in with the others.
::With that he was gone, and Joanna and Sidney both stared at the woman for some kind of continuation of the story.::
Sarion: He asked me to update you, but I'm not aware of how much you know, so, how can I be of service? Oh, and it's Sarion, I don't know why he insists on calling me Ms. Matsur.
Joanna: We just want to know if everyone's ok. We never get a straight answer from Starfleet officers...
Sarion: The majority of the crew is just fine. We have had a couple of serious injuries, but I'm sure that the doctors are doing everything they can. I just hope that there is a enough room for everyone, especially tonight, when everyone finally wants to sleep.
Joanna: Well we'll worry about that later. In the meantime make yourself at home. We have plenty of rooms and things to do, so relax.
Sarion: Thank you for your kindness. I believe I can speak for everyone and say it is greatly appreciated.
::Sarion smiled and excused herself, wondering what to do with herself. Then it occurred to her that washing her hands would be a good idea. And probably addressing the whole incident in her mind so that it didn't happen again. There was another Danny, and in all likelihood he wasn't going anywhere.::
::After finding a washroom and working to get the dried blood off her hands Sarion had wondered around the grounds until she found a particularly calming fountain. Seeing a bench conveniently positioned next to it Sarion sat and lost herself in thought, attempting to convince herself that although there was Borg technology in him, Danny was not Borg. Nor did she need to remove the technology with her hands to prove it. She was so deep in thought she didn't hear someone walk up behind her::
Anyone: Response?
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Sarion Matsur
Civilian
USS Ronin
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