Way to go, Mertens. [ Finn mutters, skidding down the hall before turning down the main corridor and breaking out into a jog.] Some new girl on the ship and you flippin' kill her.
[ To anyone who heard the full thing, that muttered refrain might be a little concerning. Luckily, Finn's moving too quickly for anyone to get every word. Besides, it's an exaggeration. He hopes. How could a bunch of medicine mixed together in a big bowl kill someone... it was still medicine, right?
Still half in his pajamas and sporting a truly wild amount of bedhead, Finn makes quite the frazzled impression as he bursts into the kitchen. He whips his head around, scanning the space for someone who looks like they'd just eaten a large, highly-experimental mishmash of medicinal herbs and poultices.
Eyes falling on Iris (and only Iris), Finn begins to fret in earnest.]
Hey man, you see a girl come through here? [A beat.] She may or may not be throwing up. Anyone like that?
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[ To anyone who heard the full thing, that muttered refrain might be a little concerning. Luckily, Finn's moving too quickly for anyone to get every word. Besides, it's an exaggeration. He hopes. How could a bunch of medicine mixed together in a big bowl kill someone... it was still medicine, right?
Still half in his pajamas and sporting a truly wild amount of bedhead, Finn makes quite the frazzled impression as he bursts into the kitchen. He whips his head around, scanning the space for someone who looks like they'd just eaten a large, highly-experimental mishmash of medicinal herbs and poultices.
Eyes falling on Iris (and only Iris), Finn begins to fret in earnest.]
Hey man, you see a girl come through here? [A beat.] She may or may not be throwing up. Anyone like that?