Maethia smiled back at Milenya before the doctor got pulled away to tend to the others. With her arm in a sling and her mood already significantly improving with a dose of painkillers Maethia lets out an airy little sigh. Her eyes scan the busy room and while she sees everyone conversing and the hot tempered display of Taseer she doesn’t say anything. It wasn’t her place as the new member on the ground team and to be honest she didn’t think that sort of reaction was totally uncalled for, as unhealthy as it was.<br/><br/>Still holding her helmet loosely by the ‘chin’ she  begins to meander her way in the direction of her own quarters. It would do her good to change and get her arm back in the sling… maybe knock back a beer or something if they had any on the ship. That was it! A little grin creeps across the Asari’s face as she alters her path and checks Darion;s shoulder with her own, good one.<b><span style="color: blue"> “ If you’re feeling up to it, after I change you can substitute that expensive dinner for some beers instead.”</span></b>She nudges him again with her shoulder and the grin grows wider.<b><span style="color: blue">“ One time offer. Just come knocking if you’re up to it. “</span></b><br/><br/>With that and a quick glance over her shoulder Maethia heads out, letting herself decompress in the only way she knew how.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>