[He makes some sort of wriggly arm motion that's apparently supposed to clarify that he means the tentacles.]
Are you okay? Does it hurt? Are you bleeding?
[He staggers to his feet and looks around at where they are as if it would miracuously be the medbay or somewhere with bandages. He can see that Ben is sitting there and not in a puddle of blood, but somewhere in his mind he's convinced that he has a gaping hole in his stomach that needs all kinds of medical attention.
He starts sorting through the junk and crates around them. Looks like this is more of a storage room considering he's found toilet paper and cleaning supplies.]
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[He makes some sort of wriggly arm motion that's apparently supposed to clarify that he means the tentacles.]
Are you okay? Does it hurt? Are you bleeding?
[He staggers to his feet and looks around at where they are as if it would miracuously be the medbay or somewhere with bandages. He can see that Ben is sitting there and not in a puddle of blood, but somewhere in his mind he's convinced that he has a gaping hole in his stomach that needs all kinds of medical attention.
He starts sorting through the junk and crates around them. Looks like this is more of a storage room considering he's found toilet paper and cleaning supplies.]