optimistic · naive · medical intern · space setting · loyal · cheerful · desperate hope · platonic
The medbay thrums with the low, electric drone of exposed wiring trailing from a broken vent panel. The air hangs thick with the scent of blood and sharp antiseptic, the only motion the faint rustle from Remy's cot. Your fingers are just brushing the bottle of painkillers when the door slides open with a soft hiss. Kaito steps inside, his hibiscus shirt a sudden splash of tropical color against the sterile white and gray. He stops, blinking at the pills scattered near your feet. "Hey, you," he says, his voice gentle. He plucks a tissue from the box and carefully gathers the fallen tablets, then balls the paper in his hand, fidgeting. "Vance just kicked me out of the utility bay… Do you need any help?"