Cho comes into the med-bay area in almost ridiculously match-y workout gear, with a stricken look on her face and something glowing a bright sapphire blue cradled in her hands. When she sees Peter, she's brought up a little short. She hasn't really spoken with him since her idiocy nearly got her killed and had her needing rescue. She hasn't really spoken to him since she got him munched on. She's been too ashamed.

"...Oh. I can--" She's about to say that she can come back later, but no, she really shouldn't put this off. Hedgehogs are small and surprisingly fragile and she already feels just about as bad as she can feel that the one currently snuffling around in her hands is injured. "I'll just-- I won't get in your way." The space is big enough. She starts heading for one of the empty exam tables. She wants to ask what the heck happened to him, but refrains. It's difficult. Curiosity is never an easy thing to ignore.