[ he likes to think he'd be hard to forget in that short window of time, but maybe that's just because he's a dick. a surgeon... he thinks that's a good thing, though a pathologist or something would be ideal. it seems like he isn't paying attention to her deal, but he takes in each person's features so that if they wake up he'll know who to call. then he's spinning on his heel to lead her out into the empty corridor. ]

I'm afraid this station has been compromised.

[ miller keeps his voice low, trying to determine how to even explain the protomolecule to someone wo's never seen it before. ]

This shit infected the station I died on. Problem is, I dunno how to test for it.

[ not that she will, but he's obviously desperate to figure it out, convinced the protomolecule must have something to do with disappearing stars and sick people. ]